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wayside inn diary 

Saturday, January 1, 1944- Very pleasant 

Over a hundred people started the New Year by dining at the 
Inn. At noon time both large and small dining rooms were in use. Among 
the guests were our ^ood friends Captain and Mrs. El well who brought with 
them Major John ft. Canavan recently returned from Gualalcanal. Captain 
Elwell wanted the Major xo talk about his expediences on Guadalcanal but 
the Major was inclined to be reticent, especially about his military life 
there. He did tell something about the island itself and the natives 
living there. 



Sunday, January 2, 194-4 Pleasant 

Today a Britisher arrived wearing the proverbial tweeds and 
hand-knit sweater, iilso using a very pronounced accent I He mentioned 
his affiliation with the Royal Navy and "fellow officers", then 
roamed around the house. Late in the afternoon, according to his 
account, he "bolted " his dinner in order to see more of the "old place", 

Monday, J-Jiuury }, 1944- Pleasant 

ijiother lone soldier wandered into the Bar-room this 
morning looking very lonely and very bashful. This time in the 
uniform of the United States Navy. He removed coat and hat and an- 
nounced his place of residence as Los Angeles, California. "My 
mother and father have been here" he said, "and wanted me to come". 
His name was Thatcher, Private Dickinson Thatcher. During a tour 
of the Inn which was thorough in detail, Private Thatcher spoke of his 
boy scout training, particularly in connection with starting a fire by 
friction tinder. Evidently he had practised this art during his scout 
training and enjoyed reviewing the facts about it. 

Tuesday, January 4-, 1944- Cloudy 

The Englishman who came Sunday faded into the background 
when Cedric Bishop of the Royal Air Fleet arrived today* "I'd iike 
my beef "underdone" said he. Then in the most pronounced accent ever 
heard, Mr. Bishop talked about the cinema (movies), the trams (streets 
cars), the chemists (drug store), the pavements (side walks), the 
wireless (radio) and "the Stytes" . "Girls in the 'Stytes* are 
much prettier and more fun to be with than Canadian girls", he said. 
With a twinkle in his eye and a hearty laugh he continued - "You knon 
<TI thought I spoke English -until I came to the States !" Training for 
the service was done in Canada but Mr. Bishop's home is in Exeter, 

Wednesday, January 5, 1944- Cloudy 

The clock in the Bar-room struck two and >. second afterwards the 
old "sombre" in the Parlor resounded with two bells. "I never hear a 
clock strike without remembering the words which /fco with the Westminster 
chimes" said Mr. Prance a guest of long standing.' "what are the words?" 
we asked as Mr. France stood in a kind of trance. Then he recited them. 

"All through this hour 
Lord, be our guide 
And by thy power no foot 
shall slide". 


Thursday, January 6, 1944 Rain and snow 

The Rotary Club of Marlboro, which for the past two or 
three months has been meeting every Thursday at the Inn, has decided 
to meet at another Inn nearer the city. "Some of the members regret 
very much not coming here" said Mr. Bigelow, Marlboro City Treasurer, 
as he dropped in today to pick up song books and flag belonging to 
the Club. "The t men like the atmosphere here better then any other place" 
continued Mr. Bigelow, "but it is a question of limited time and gasoline. 

Friday, January 7, 1944 Pleasant 

Graripa Winter changed his cold, gray arb last ni a ht. This 
morning he wears a cloak of fleecy white. Every little twig and 
branch have out it on and are lying snug ana warm beneath it. The Inn 
has nestled down, it seems, for a long v.inters 1 nap - ana the Wayside 
Inn-ers themselves are inclined to bask in the beauty of this Winter 
morning instead of tending to every- day routine. But the sun is up! 
Its stirring around with long, bright rays-sweeping them across roof 
tops and meadow lands and leaving in their path a million sparkling 
diamonds. Vihat a beautiful morningl 

Saturday, January 8, 1944 Icy 

The roads have dangerous spots of ice on them. Consequently 
very few guests appeared and even Mr. and Mrs. Bowker didn't venture 
forth from Worcester this evening. The day was used to good advantage, 
however, in "catching up" on left over work. The Diary, for instance, 
was filed away as a record for Wayside Inn activities in 1943. Typed 
copies are kept in note book covers and are often used for reference. 
These are in order from the year 1929 to the present. This year marks the 
fifteenth anniversary of the Wayside Inn Diary. 


fe9 Sunday , January 9, 1944 Pleasant 

Mr. and Mrs. Andre Cina of Minneapolis, Minnesota , 
created quite a bit of excitement among the guests when they 
arrived with their eight-weeks-old twins* The boy, Richard 
Andre Cina, was bundled in blue and the girl, Rosemary mdrea 
Cina, identically so in pink. Both babies wore a tiny gold 
band on their finger tied with blue' ribbon. when asked about 
this Mr. Cina replied that it is custom for new babies in their 
section of the country to be ^resented with baptismal rings. 

Monday. , January 10, 1944- Pleasant 

Roy Benson who graduated from the Boy's school last 
June was a visitor today and called on griends in the front 
of the Inn, pantry and kitchen. He also visited the school, farm 
and other places on the estate. He is a tall, good-looking chap 
with rosy pink cheeks and avery blue eyes. He looked well in 
the Marine uniform which he donned ten weeks ago. His "boot" 
training has been at New Pines, North Carolina. 

Tuesday , January 11, 1944 Partly cloudy 

Yesterday morning, Miss Jean Speiser of Life magazine 
appeared with pencil ana notebook to do an article about the Innj 
the Longfellow connection in particular. All the afternoon was 
spent in going over the Tales, especially the passages .here the 
poet describes the Inn. These descriptions will be photgraphed 
and captioned in Longfellow's own words. Today Miss opeiser 
contacted Mr. Henry Wads worth Longrellow Dana and spent several 
hours with him at Craigie House. There she saw the original manuscript 
of the Tales. 

Wednesaay, J;muary 12, 1944 Pleasant 

A distinguished looking luncheon guest this noon was 
Professor Ernest K. Smith, former Marlboro resident who has spent 
the last thirty years teaching in the American College called 
Yen Ching at Peiking, China. "The last time I came to the Inn", 
said he, "was many years ago when I was trying to get a charter 
to run a trolley line through here over to Concord." Professor 
Smith cume from China on the last trip of the Gripsholm. 


Thursday, January 13, 1944 Pleasant 

Air. Jerry Cooke, photographer for Life magazine left ear la- 
this morning after making the pictures to be used with Miss Speiser's 
story. Yesterday Mr. Cooke devoted about ten hours to the work 
which included photographing the Inn exterior, the barn, old oak trees, 
bridge of stone and jther points mentioned by iiongfeliow. Inside, he 
clicked the clock, spinet and tlie coat-of-armsj in iact all the Longfel-Low 
items in the Parlor. He also used some of the scnool boys as shado 
of the characters in the "Tales". Then he crossed the hall to the Bar- 
room, Old Dining room and Kitchen where a few shots were taken. Altogether 
uhe"Life" article should be as complete and interesting as any ever done here. 

Friday, January 14, 1944- Pleasant 

.Recent Visitors 

Corporal William L. Reid of Melrose, a M .rine who has seen twenty- 
six months of fighting in the Soutu Pacific. 

Captain William E.Ford of Pennsylvania and Captain James L. 
Hollywood of New Jersey who have joined the staff of doctors at the ne. 
Framingham hospital for War Veterans. 

Two Royal Naval Oficers expressed much interest in the history 
of the Inn. Both had read the "Tales" and knew the poem "Mary Had a Little 
Lamb 'from memory. Their names: Thomas A. T.'oodfield and Norman S. Baxter of 
Leeds, England. 

Saturday, January 15, 194-4 Pleasant 

The recent death of Ida M. Tar bell brings to mind the fact that 
Miss Tarbeli came to the Inn on several occasions, nor name appears in the 
Special Guest book under the date of September 10, 1927, but it is certain that 
she paid the Inn at least one visit since tfcut time.. An account of the 
author's last illness is given in a New York newspaper "The Villager" from nhich 

"i.liss Tarbeli lapsed into unconsciousness on 
Christmas eve but, subsequently, at infrequent 
moments, seemed to showfaint recognition of 
her surroundings. On one of these occasions 
her nurse asked her if she had heard any 
Christmas carolers. Faintly she replied that 
probably they weren't coming around as in 
seasons past. Realizing that she had heard none, 
several voices were assembled by the attendants 
and a few carols were softly sung in an adjoining 
room. At the conclusion, Miss Tarbeli was asked 
if there was one she would like to have repeated 
id she whispered "yes, Hark the Heavenly Angels 
Sing". As far as her attendants could be certain 
this was probably her last conscious moment." 


Sunday, January 16, 1944 Pleasant 

The house seemed filled today with lovely little 
boys and girls. It was "children's day". M.iny caiae lor 
dinner clinging to the overcoats oi their parents. After re- 
moving wraps, tall piles of gay colored leggings, scares and 
mittens were seen. Two small boys, strangers, exchanged greet- 
ings across the tables in the dining room while sister in her 
pink, Sunday dress looked on. Later little sister sang a song 
and a very appropriate one. It was heard in a tiny, faint voice 
coming from the Parlor . . "Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, 
little lamb". And in the Parlor too, on the old Sheraton sofa, 
for a couple of hours this afternoon rested a very young baby in 
a large open basket. The proud parents left her there, sound 
asleep, while they partook of their Sunday dinner. Dr. Bell's 
two grandsons are regular once-a-week visitors. They each have 
"red" hair and bright, brown eyes. Their chief diversion while 
waiting for their dinner call, is to read the "funnies" in the 
Sunday paper. Thus the Inn plays the role of a_ large home on 
Sunday with a wonderful family of children therein. 

Monday, January 17, 1944 Partly cloudy 

Week-end guests leaving today were Lieutenant and Mrs. 
Herbert S. Dunning, bride and groom. They came Saturday night 
and registered from Presque Isle, Maine where the groom is 
stationed. According to the Lieutenant, his superior officer, 
Colonel Greer, head of Intelligence at Presque Isle recommended 
the Inn to the couple as an ideal place for a honeymoon. 

Tuesday, January 18, 1944 Pleasant 

In 1901, Mr. Thomas Lawson, a wealthy man from Boston 
ana interested in horses, sponsored a daily coach trip to the 
Wayside Inn. Coach left the Hotel Touraine in Boston sometime 
during the morning and arrived at the Inn in time for lunch. A 
poster announcing this accommodation hangs in a conspicuous place 
in the Bar-room. Many guests ordering dinner exclaim over the 
sign and the mode of travel compared with that of the present day. 
The last line of the sign reads: "Coach starts on time". This is 
amusing, particularly in these times. "That's something" said a 
young man in U. S. Army uniform today. "Its a good idea. Wish all 
coaches started on time. I remember waiting - - " and he went on 
to tell of waiting several hours in a railroad station. Mr. Jerry 
Cooke, photographer of "Life" magazine, upon reading the last line 
of the poster, related his experience of waiting four hours in 
a railroad coachjon a recent trip. "Just waiting for the old thing 
to start" he said. 


Wednesday, January 19, 1944 Pleasant 

Another bride and groom are in the house. They came 
last evening. The groom, , Lieutenant Harold W. Burns, arrived 
in Boston from Salt Lake City, Utah yesterday afternoon at 
2 o 1 clock and the wedding ceremony took place at 6 o'clock. He 
hadn't seen his wife- to-be in fourteen months. It was not 
supposed to be a hasty, spur-of-the-moment marriage. Plans had 
been made far in advance. ^Lieutenant Burns 1 train was late, the 
bride caught a bad cola just the day before and the reception 
turned out to be a large formal affair with the Lieutenant 
"acquiring a great many relatives in a few minutes time" - as he 
expressed it. Today Lieutenant and Mrs. Burns are finding the Inn 
a delightful place for peace and rest and are planning to stay 
several days. 

Thursday, January 20, 1944 Pleasant 

Two or three tables were reserved in the dining room 
this evening for small dinner parties. One of them in the name 
of Turner, proved to be an engagement party for the daughter of 
the family. The young man was present as well as Mr. and Mrs. 
Turner. Both ladies wore gardenias and the dinner table, ready 
and waiting at the right of the fireplace, took on a festive 

Dancing classes for the Boys School, usually held on 
Friday evening, were conducted this evening by dancing master, 
Albert Haynes. 

Friday, January 21, 1944 Pleasant 

The younger children from the Redstone and Southwest 
Schools were on their usual schedule this afternoon ana appeared 
at 2 o'clock for their dancing lesson. A relatively large audience 
witnessed the class including two British flyers. Naturally their 
light, blue-grey uniforms attracted the attention of the children; 
particularly of the boys and little eyes were not where they should 
have been for several minutes! Mr. Haynes was patient, however, 
and soon all were tending stictly to the business of a quadrille. 

Others who watched the dancing class this afternoon were 
Mr. and Mrs. James W. Elliott of Boston, she the President Emeritus 
of the Women's International League for Peace and Freedom. Mr. and 
Mrs. Elliott were Luncheon guests and afterwards Mrs. Elliott told 
of meeting Mr. and Mrs. Ford years ago at the home of Mrs. Hendrie 
in Detroit. It was during a League convention. This years gathering 
of the League will again be in Detroit, January 28 - 30. 


Saturday, January 22, 1944 Pleasant 

Inn folk are preparing today for the annual lietreat 
of the Universalist ministers which opens tomorrow. Extra pies 
are being baked in the kitchen and two cots have been set up 
to provide additional sleeping places. Twenty Fraters are 

Lieutenant and Mrs. Burns bid the Inn "good-bye" this 
morning after their few days sojourn and expressed regret that 
the time had come for their departure, fthile waiting for a 
taxi to take them to Mrs. Burns home in Winthrop, the Lieutenant- 
looking very young and chic in his air-corps uniform- paced the 
floor in the Bar-room and talked. "I don't know why everyone here 
has been so nice to us" he said, "we just can't understand it because 
both Jean and I have such mean disposition^ We both make it a 
point to say exactly what we think. There's no veneer about us. 
Thats why we get along so well together? Mrs. Burns gazed into the 
fire. Then the taxi came and they were off. He to Salt Lake City 
and from there to parts unknown. 


Sunday, January 23, 1944 Pleasant 

This was the opening day of the 42nd Annual he treat 
of Universalist ministers, a full report, including pictures, 
will appear in the Diary of a few weeks hence and will be 
called the "Retreat Supplement". In the meantime a brief 
account of the Fraters and their meetings Rill be given. Dr. 
Robert Cummins and Dr. William Wallace Rose were the first 
to arrive this afternoon. They were followed shortly by 
several more Fraters including Dr. John vanSchaick. He, who 
is one of the oldest and dearest of the group, expressed regret 
because of the fact that he must return to Washington tomorrow. 
He would stay for supper this evening, however. The Retreat 
will miss him very much, also the two members who have passed 
away during the year . . Drs. Frederick W. Perkins and Lee S. 
McCollester. Four nev; men will come to fill vacancies. One 
of them, Rev. J. A. Parkhurst of Waltham, Mass. arrived late 
this afternoon just in time to join eight of the ministers at 
the supper table. During the evening others arrived including 
Ellsworth C. Reamon of Syracuse, New York recently appointed 
President of the Universalist Church of America. 

Monday, January 24, 1944 Pleasant 

The Retreat program had to be revised this morning 
when Frater Donald Hoyt was called back to his parish to con- 
duct a funeral service. Consequently his paper - "Walt 
Whitman and his poetry" which was to have been given tomorrow 
afternoon, was read this morning. 

After luncheon, nearly all the ministers started out 
together for a walk. The Parmenter house was their objective 
and after seeing it many expressed their interest in its 
setting and its antiquity. 

The afternoon meeting at 4:30 o 1 clock was a discussion 
on "What is Happening in Our Parishes" or in other words an 
exchange of pastoral experiences. In the evening "Gus" Leining 
gave a book review of Klausner's "From Jesus to Paul" after 
which the men stayed in the old Kitchen for Evening Devotions. 
These were conducted by Frater Emerson Hugh Lalone. 


Tuesday, January 25, 1944. Partly cloudy 

The Retreat is in full swing eith twenty ministers 
in attendance. The day was spent in about the same way as 
yesterday - walks and talks. Harmon Gehr replaced Mr. Hoyt 
at the afternoon session and gave a very good paper on Music. 
He is the "die Bull" of the Retreat with a young, studious 
lace and slightly graying hair. Tonight Prater Gehr treated 
the Inn family to a fine concert in the large Ball-room with 
Miss Fisher as accompanist. "The Musician" is pastor of the 
Universalis t church in Philadelphia, from the Ball-room the 
Fraters adjourned to the old kitchen where Evening Deovtions 
were held and where strains of music from a violin were again 
heard. Nothing else, not a whisper. Yet twenty men sat 
there, around the fireplace .Listening to the lovely music of 
Shubert's Ave Maria. 

Wednesday, January 26, 1944 Cloudy 

After a Communion Service in memory of Dr. Perkins 
and Dr. McCollester held at the long table in the old kitchen 
this morning, the Fraters of the 1944 ftetreat began their 
departure. Those going long distances '.vere the first to 
leave and a delegation of about ten said "good- by" just be- 
for luncheon. The rest, including Dr. Roger Etz, scribe, 
and Dr. Max Kapp, Prior, remeinad for the noon meal, fihen 
the Worcester-bound bus stopped in front of the Inn at 
2 o'clock, the last group waved farewell. Before departing, 
however, each and every Prater expressed his appreciation of 
a very fine time. "It was a good Retreat and as usual the 
hospitality of the Inn was perfect" said Prater Rose. 

Thursday, January 27, 1944 -rni 

And as usual alter the Annual Minister's Retreat 
the Inn seems empty. Today we are going from room to 
room picking up a book here or a chair there, putting it in 
its accustomed place. The Poet and the Student and the 
Musician keep appearing. V»e see them before the fireplace 
or walking through the hall. Dr. Beach is in a corner of 
the Washington room rocking in t-he old Windsor chair - or 
Douglas Frazier with head tilted back is against two pillows 
on the old Kitchen settle - or Dr. Lowe is writing post-cards 
to his parishioners. It will be a day or two before the Inn 
becomes an Inn again with strangers roaming around. The 
Fraters make of it a real home. For three days they are the 
"family" living here. 



iriday, January 28,1944 rm 

Such an unusually warm spell as we are having 
should be recorded. Warm enough to let the Boilers go 
out last night. School girls are wearing Spring coats. 
Someone saw a bluebird. Dirt roads are muddly and the 
thermometer is registering around 60 degrees. 

Today the writer >£f the Diary is going over 
material left by the Fraters cJiu is writing the " Retreat 
Supplement" which will be attached to the Diary as soon 
as pictures are developed and printed. 

Saturday, January 29, 1944 Cloudy 

Saturday evening is always a bit more gay than 
other evenings oi' the week. More people come in for dinner 
and the Bowkers, bringing their roses, always create a 
party spirit. Tonight was no^t exception. Lovely yellow 
roses were in the Bowker's box and several dinner parties 
consisting of four or live persons each, were noted. The 
ladies looked especially pretty and most of the men were in 


Sunday, January 30, 1944- Pleasant, colder 

(Note: A slight departure will be made 
this week from the usual set-up of the 
Diary. Guests of the week will be re- 
ported on the Saturday page.) 

(With apologies to William Wallace Rose) 

In this time of testing and trial let us maintain our 
Inn at the peak of its effectiveness - 

Let guests come. 

Let meals be served. 

Let rest and peace await weary 


Let all who keep this house 

remain faithful to their duties. 

Let there be some hardships and 

tedious work and the saving 

grace of fun and fellowship. 

Let things go on. 

Keep the Inn a homing place for those who are away 
from home; for men and women in the service of our country. Extend 
a friendly hand. Speak an encouraging word to them and think of 
them after they are gone. Let the Inn symbolize the best 
American ideals and traditions. The mighty bulwarks of civiliza- 
tion are built upon such a shrine as this I 

Supplement to the Wayside Inn Diary, Week of January 23 - January 29, 194-4- 


Any religious retreat might well be divided into three 
parts . . . Meditation , Brotherhood and Relaxation . These divisions 
were fully expressed in the Retre&t of Wayside Inn Fraters which 
opened today, January 23, 1944-* Special emphasis was placed upon 
Meditation . For the first time, a period was set aside on the 
official program for a "Quiet Hour" (1:30-2:30 P. M.). Max Kapp 
prepared an eight page manual to be used. One of the first paragraphs 

"Each one bears his cross alone. . each one 

waits at times in "the wistful Inn of 

thoughts" . . each one desires powers he 

does not now possess. By the opening of 

our souls, we may be enabled to receive. 

By facing the secret importunities of our 

spirits, we may turn about and find the 

huntsman who pursued us is the Gentle Christ". 

The Quiet Hour did not overshadow other features of the 
Retreat. Ample time was allowed for meetings, good fellowship and 
relaxation. The spirit of Brotherhood prevailed in the welcoming of 
four "new" men - Rev. R. H. Barber of New Haven, Connecticut, Rev. 
Charles H. Monbleau of Maiden, Mass., Rev. J. A. Parkhurst of Waltham, 
Mass. and Rev. B. B. Hersey of New York City. 


While not unmindful of the vacancies they were filling, 
the Fraters welcomed the new-comers enthusiastically and happily. 
They were made to feel at home. They chatted freely and were 
graciously included in every part of the fellowship. The "Quiet 
Hour" program suggests that by paying attention to his own spirit, 
no one should despise or forsake "the wider brother lines which 
make religion the sharing of bread and beauty". 

Bread was shared at the communion service held on Wednesday 
morning, a memorial service to the two beloved men who passed 
away during the year, Drs. Frederick W. Perkins and Lee S. McCollester. 

Relaxation is always a major part of the Retreat. "A golden 
opportunity for a man to relax" said Frater Lalone, while another 
remarked that he began to relax as soon as he stepped on the Bus. On 
Tuesday evening the Spelling Bee was revived. Frater Reamon 
introduced Ben Hersey of New York to the ice on Josephine Pond. Here 
in the picture they are seen on their way, each equipped with a pair 
of skates. 


New Fraters 

Rev. R. H. Barber 

Rev. C. H. Monbleau 


It is hardly necessary to continue further regarding 
any one aspect of the Fraters program. The traditions of the 
Wayside Inn Retreat were carried on this year as in previous years - 
in a noble manner. Those who came forty- two years ago expressed 
the purpose of the Retreat as they gathered about the fire in the 
"office". "In turn each told what he expected to gain from the 
meeting. The answers were, Receptivity to the Divine Will and Life, 
closer Fellowship, Rest and Relaxation .** It was the same forty- two 
years afterwards. And the same as in 1903 when the Fraters of 1944 

"After dinner the brethren departed, 
feeling that the time had been very 
profitably spent and that a new, 
hearty zest for work had been gained" 

Harmon Gehr, the«01e Bull" 
of theRetreat 


Monday, January 31, 19 M- Colder 

(The Cushing Hospital, Framingham, Mass. was recently 
opened for a few hours to the general public. Several 
of the Inn family took advantage of this opportunity to 
see this new retreat for wounded veteran^.) 


For the last 25 years "The Cushing Hospital" 
has meant all over the world, where neurosurgery is 
studied Boston's own Peter Bent Brigham Hospital. 
There Dr. Harvey Cushing mapped the terra incognita 
of the brain, traced those subtle pathways of the 
senses that define its inner boundaries, worked 
patiently and boldly in that mysterious tissue which 
somehow contains the mind. There he held the stage 
in the surgical amphi- theatre, his lean, ascetic face 
half covered with the operating mask, lightly brush- 
ing his gloved fingers together or dipping them into 
the antiseptic as some unexpected problem arose, 
toiling often for eight hours at a stretch on a 
single patient. There he labored and taught and op- 
erated and wrote. That used to be "The Cushing Hospital." 

But today the formally named Cushing Hospital 
is in Framingham, stretching its 90 new buildings over 
70 acres. Its 1750 beds are ready for the stream of 
the neurologically wounded soldiers who are even now 
being eased from hospital cars at the long railroad 
siding. This is the new monument to the man whose own 
brain was so precise and tireless that it could sketch 
the geography of all brains, so that the victims of 
another world war that he was not to know could be 
restored to health ------- 

For there is something of his clean austerity in 
the new Cushing Hospital. There are no frills here, no 
accents of medical rretension. This is where operations 
will go on around the clock and half around again, This 
is where the healing art will be practised with scientific 
obsession. Here there is no domed rotunda nor glass- 
walled surgery, no staff rooms in modernistic decor. There 
is a job to do and here are the tools to dot it with 
nothing more. This is the Cushing Hospital, a magnificent 
monument to a great soul. 

From Editorial in 

Boston Herald, Jan. 29, 1944, 


Tuesday, February 1, 19 AA 

Very cold 

(Calvin How House fire 

December 17, 1943 which 
destroyed two dormitories in the East wing 
of the house) 


Tuesday, February 1 - continued 



Wednesday, February 2, 1944 



(The Principals of Honor, Quality, Strength 
and Service, forming the Foundation of the Rice Leaders 
of the World Association, always have been identified 
with the history of this country. Elwood E. Rice, 
founder end President was a guest at the Inn today.) 

Qualifications for Membership: 

Honor . A recognized reputation for fair and honorable 
business dealings. 

Quality . An honest product, of quality truthfully rep- 

Strength . A responsible and substantial financial standing. 

Service . A recognized reputation for conducting business 
in prompt and efficient manner. 

waxside inn diarz 

Thursday, February 3, 1944 Pleasant 


(The utter nonsense of isolationism or anything resembling 
the holier-than-thou smugness of the self-sufficient 
American is exposed in the following humorous bit from the 
pen of Profecsor Ralph Linton, University of Wisconsin) 

Comes the dawn and the unsuspecting "patriot", 
clad in pyjamas, a garment of East Indian origin; 
wakes up with a glance at the clock, a medieval European 
invention; looks into a mirror, invented by the 
Egyptians, and shaves, a ritual developed by Egyptian 
priests. He washes himself with soap, invented by the 
ancient Gauls, and dries himself with a Turkish towel. 

He pulls on garments of silk and wool, much of 
which is from Japan and Australia, fastens them v/ith 
buttons which trace back to the Stone Age, puts his feet 
into leather tanned in the Argentine, ties about his 
neck a strip of colored cloth which is a survival of 
shoulder shawls first worn by 17th Century Croats. And 
so to breakfast. 

Before him are wheat products, a native of Asia, 
served in pottery vessels first mown in China, oranges 
first cultivated in the Mediterranean, coffee from 
Africa or Brazil, and waffles, originally served in 

He reaches for a piece of moulded felt, first in- 
vented by Asiatic nomads, and sprints for this train, an 
English invention, or a bus running on rubber from Malaya, 
With coins invented in ancient Lydia he buys a newspaper 
dated according to a calendar devised by the Egyptians, 
improved by the Romans, and readjusted by an Italian Pope. 
He reads the news in letter-characters invented by the 
ancient Phoenicians, and modified by the Greeks, Romans and 
medieval scribes, and printed by a process invented in 
Germany on paper invented in China. 

As he scans the terrible news of foreign lands 
he gives utterance of fervent thanks bo a Hebrew God in 

continued next page 


Thursday, February 3 - continued 

language borrowed from the English and Norman-English, 
that he is an one hundred percent American - the decimal 
system coming from the Greeks, and the word Americo taken 
from Amerigo Vespucci, an Italian geographer! 

Friday, February 4-> 1944 Pleasant 

(Excerps from letters received recently from 
Wayside Inn boys) 

"Will you remember me to all the fellows some Friday 
night at dancing class? Tell them that Private First Class Robert 
Stone wants to wish them luck during this year. They will need 
luck, too. The boys are really foolish to join the service before 
they are out of school. If they do they will never make anything 
of themselves in the service unless they finish school". 

P. F. C. Robert F. Stone 

"Would you please thank Mr. Haines for me for all he has 
done for us boys at the school? When I was on leave at California 
I went to a U. S. 0. dance and v/ith all of Mr. Haines 1 instruction 
on courtesy I found it wasn't very hard to get along with the girls. 
While quite a few of the boys v.ere shy at getting acquainted with 
the girls because they weren't sure of how to act." 

Milton Gagne S 2/c 

"I went to a very nice dance to night and had a good time 
for myself. It was a modern dance (Service men only) and there were 
plenty of girls to go around. And guess what? We did the barn 
dance. Now how do you suppose the barn dance got way out here on 
the west coast?" 

Sgt. Ralph Delagrieco 


Saturday, February 5, 194-4 Pleasant 


E. B. Glasscock, H.M.S. 
( Alder shot, England 
Both ( 

17 year£ J. Adamson, H.M.S. 
old ( Ipswich, England 

Ellwood E. Rice, The Plaza, New York 

Eben S. Draper, Hopedale, Mass., son 
of former Governor Draper of Mass. 

Staff Sergeant William Piazik, formerly 
of the Boys School now of the U. S. 
Air Corps. 



Sunday, February 6, 194-4 Very Pleasant 

The day was unusually pleasant for this time of year - no 
snow, the roads clear and the temperature mild. These conditions brought 
many to the Wayside Inn for dinner. During the afternoon, a party of 
thirty from the Chaplains School at Harvard University made a tour of 
the Inn, Mary Lamb School and Chapel. They were good listeners and ex - 
pressed much enjoyment at being able to see this historic part of New 
England. Most of them were from western or southern states. Other guests 
in uniform included Wacs and Waves and two lieutenants who come to the 
Inn for dinner every Sunday. 

Monday, February 7, 1944 Colder 

Recently we heard something about Mrs. Calvin Howe; her 
personality and character. She was our next door neighbor many years 
ago and lived in the Calvin Howe house, now used as a dormitory for the 
Boy's School. A letter from Miss Grace Greenwood, -40 Essex Street, 
Marlboro, describes Mrs. Howe in a charming way - 

" My mother," writes Miss Greenwood, " openly admired Mrs. 
HoYre with whom she lived for two years when she was a girl. Mother 
would now be one hundred and one years old were she living today. She 
said Mrs. Howe had a beautiful disposition - was always happy and she 
seemed to have been a splendid influence in Mother's life. She always 
reminisced happily when we passed the Calvin Howe place. I am sure 
the Howes would be grateful to know their place is used in helping 
boys to find their place in the world." 

Tuesday, February 8, 1944 Cloudy 

In a fox-hole on Guadalcanal, a buddy asked William Piazik 
what he was thinking. "Oh, I was just thinking about having a good meal 
at the Wayside Inn," replied Bill, now Staff Sergeant Piazik, graduate 
of the Boy's School. Bill went on to describe the foxhole as "palatial" 
as he stood in fi»it of the Bar-room fireplace on a recent furlough. He 
is looking well and trim in spite of several months in a hospital with 
tropical arthritis. Soon he will return to active service and see more 
of the world. So far, he has been in Hawaii, New Hebrides, and Guadal- 
canal. His buddies aboard the Bombing plane on which he served were 
from California, Massachusetts, Tennessee, Kentucky, Maine, Ohio, 
Wisconsin, Rhode Island, Wyoming and Missouri. Bill was wearing a ribbon 
for service in the South Pacific area, a ribbon for good conduct, and 
the air medal ribbon with two bronze oak leaf clusters. 


Wednesday, February 9, 1944 Cloudy 

Mrs. Jan T. Friio of Cambridge, a national Girl Scout 
leader, came in for tea this afternoon and then asked if she might 
sit by our fire and do some writing. Later, she wanted dinner and 
would then go on to Marlboro to attend an important meeting there. 
She has been here several times and usually comes alone, but is 
very friendly. In her becoming green uniform, she sat in the Bar- 
room telling about her work and her many interesting experiences. 
As she left tonight she said, "Well, see you next week." 

Thursday, February 10, 1944 Pleasant 

This morning before anyone came, we tried molding 
candles by the Barroom fire. We used the old tin mold which hangs 
in the Kitchen. We twisted strands of cotton string for wicks, 
whittling out sticks to tit them to, and melted up candle ends 
which have been accumulating around the house. It was a thrilling 
experience to pull out the completed candles and to discover they 
really would burn. We put one in the tin sconce in the Barroom and 
lighted it and after a few splutters it settled down and shone with 
a beautiful steady flame. 

Friday, February, 11, 1944 Snow 

By nightfall, the Inn grounds were covered by a blanket 
of snow, six inches deep - the first large snowstorm this year. 

Phil Merriman, who has been mentioned before in the 
diary as being connected with the Tauck tours, braved the wind 
and snowf lakes for a glimpse at the Mary Lamb School. As he returned 
to the Inn, looking like a snowman, he said, "It was certainly worth 
the trip but I'm glad to be back near the fire." 

Saturday, February 12, 1944- Snow 

Mr. and Mrs. Richard Edwards, Jr., of Concord, stopped 
overnight at the Inn in order to attend the winter sports carnival 
at the Fay School for Boys in Southboro which is being held today. 

Mr. Edwards remarked that he always felt transplanted in 
the Seventeenth Century when visiting the Inn and told of a similar 
feeling when staying at an old castle in Scotland, which now 
accommodates travellers. He much prefers staying in the Seventeenth 
Century period where one's accommodations occasionally allow a 
glimpse into a lovely, snow-covered, old- fashioned garden, rather than 
staying in the Fifteenth Century where the only windows are small 
slits in a wall, seven feet thick. Therefore, the rooms in the old 
castle where Mary, Queen of Scots, stayed, lacked the sunshine's 
warmth and light and our exhilarating New England fresh air. 


Sunday, February 13, 1944 Pleasant 

Sunshine and a clear blue sky are making fields and 
highways a dazzling white in their snow blankets. Such a beautiful 
day brought many people to the Inn, hungry both for good food and 
good, pure country air. 

Mr. Duncan, almost a weekly guest now, was hardly 
in the house before he went out the front door to take his custom- 
ary hike up the "Mountain", which he likes best of all the v/alks 
around here, he says, because it is so wild. He is always hoping 
to see a deer. 

Dr. Hayden and his wife and son from St. Mark's 
came for dinner and while she chatted with a lonely sailor boy 
from the state of Washington in the Parlor, the two men got into 
their ski clothes and had a wonderful time skiing down the hill 
opposite Ezekiel Howe House. The tired look had gone from the 
busy doctor's eyes when he came back, and his tall young son 
looked as though he, too, had enjoyed the rare privilege of 
having a whole afternoon with his father. 

The shy young sailor also looked more cheerful when 
he left. Mrs. Hayden had urged him to go to the Y.M.C.A. in Boston. 
She is a director there and used to talking to boys in the Service. 
She told us he was lonely because he was above the average type. He 
said," I have three books, one on Psychology, one of Edgar Guest's 
poems and "Pride and Prejudice" and no one has ever asked to borrow 
them I" 

Monday, February 14, 1944 Cloudy 

A Valentine Dinner Party was held this evening for 
Mr. and Mrs. Wallace A. Wood, of Marlboro, who were celebrating their 
fiftieth wedding anniversary. "Yes", said Mr. Wood, with a twinkle in 
his eye, "we were married on Valentine's Day 'way back in 1894." 

Mrs. Jan Friis-, , stopped for dinner this evning on 
her way to another Girl Scout meeting in Marlboro, thereby proving 
that she meant her call of ','See you next week", when leaving after 
her last visit. Tonight, she deemed it more of a treat to visit the 
Inn, for her distinguished looking husband accompanied her. 


Tuesday, February 15, 1944- Pleasant 

Sgt. Goodwill Post and two other WACs came from Boston to have 
dinner this evening and if a fourth can be found will come back to spend 
next Saturday night with us. They did not sign the register, but we knew 
one was a Southerner by her accent and found out later that she was from 
Georgia. She was the only one who had not been here before so the others 
took great delight in showing her the house from attic to cellar. 

A small club, a group of nine ladies, arrived on the bus from 
Marlboro, enjoyed their dinner and the house and went back on the nine 
o'clock bus. We hear so many people from Marlboro say they have lived there 
all their lives, have passed the Inn hundreds of times but that this is their 
first visit. They are always very much interested and so pleased that they made 
an effort to stop. 

Wednesday, February 16, 1944 Pleasant 

Mrs. Hartlein brought another group of Navy officers wives from 
Cambridge to have luncheon and to see the house and grounds. This time there 
were fifteen and almost every one came from a different state and Mrs. Dahlia 
Cha from Honolulu, Hawaii. Their husbands are working hard at Harvard and in 
the meantime the ladies spend some of their spare moments sightseeing. 

Another luncheon guest, Mr. Davis, told of a visit to the 
Genealogical Society to look up the record of an ancestor who served in the 
Revolutionary War. He found the term "mustering out" used quite frequently 
which is similar to "leaves" or "furloughs" in the army now; the only differ* 
ence being that the mustering out plan is a rather go as you please way. 
For instance, a man would return to his home to do the planting and remain 
there until he heard of a battle. He would then pick up his gur aH ci rejoin his 

Thursday, February 17, 1944- Fair 

Two boys, graduates of the Wayside Inn Boys School, came to see 
us today, Sgt. Albert Verseckes, class of '33, and Carmino Longhi, class of 
'4-1* "Iggie" as the boys called Verseckes, has been in the Southwest x^acific 
area for the past 16 months in the U. S. Marine Corps. As an Aerial Photo- 
grapher, he saw action at Guadalcanal, Munda, and Rendova. He learned a 
good deal about photography here at the Boys School which helped materially 
towards his present rating. His fighter squadron received the Presidential 
Citation for scoring the highest percentage of Jap planes shot down. Their 
number of planes shot down was 104, while losing only 7 of their own. 

Longhi, always jolly and cheerful, has only been in training a 
few weeks, and looks very well in his sailor's uniform. 


Friday, February 13, 1944 Clear --Windy 

Mr. and Mrs. Frederick C. Keller of Bridgeton, Maine 
were overnight guests. In April, they are opening an antique 
shop in West Bridgeton called" The Little Red Schoolhouse'.' It is 
the original schoolhouse remodeled to display antiques. He said, 
"I admire Mr. Ford very much and am trying to ape him in a very 
small way. I want him ton have first choice of all my things be- 
fore the opening." He spoke with great enthusiasm about his 
collection describing many of the pieces in detail as though he 
were fond of each one. In fact, he said, "I'm not like some - out 
to make money. They have a lot of sediment but I have sentiment." 

The wind rollicked about the Inn grounds today, playing 
a merry tune to the dancing trees; now, swaying gently in a mild 
breeze; now, their gaunt arms outstretched in bewildered appeal 
as the wind increased in volume; now, bending low with a mocking 
bow as they strained under the wind's full force. 

Yet, not even the wind served to diminish the enthusiasm 
of the boys and girls who gathered at the Inn for the Valentine 
Dance held by the Boy's School. The ballroom, festively attired 
in its red and white streamers and gay red hearts, provided a 
picturesque background for the young ladies' long, swirling 
skirts. At the close of the "goodnight waltz", many happy faces 
and merry "goodnights" gave evidence of the success of the Ball. 

Saturday, February 19, 194-4 Pleasant 

Recently, a delightful surprise was in store for all 
who read an Englishwoman's letter, describing her imaginary visit 
to the Inn after reading Chamberlain's "Wayside Inn - A Camera 
Impression" — a Christmas gift from a frequent visitor, Howard 
Searles of Marlboro. A quotation of Longfellow's heads the letter: - 
" A region of repose it seems, 
A place of slumber and of dreams 
Remote among the wooded hills." 
ans she goes on to say. 

" Was it the firelight, was it the shadows flickering 
on the wall, was it a dream or did my book take me to the 
Wayside Inn? Thoughts have no past or future, no date or 
day, when I went I do not know but one evening, with my 
book in my hand, I went to the "place of slumber and 
dreams." I remember, I remember, we came to the swinging 
sign. There it lay before us - that old timbered house, 
with its bodyguard of grand old trees, trees which could 
tell many stories. For had they not seen the Poet and his 
merry company of story-tellers pass by on their way?" 
She vividly des$:ibes some of the Inn rooms, the Grist Mill and the 
Schools, and, in conclusion, says that Chamberlain's photographs 
have taken her to the Wayside Inn as no ship, car, or train could 
have done. 


Sunday, February 20, 1944 Very pleasant 

A pewter expert was here today who told of 
collecting old and broken pewter. He melts it, then molds 
it into all kinds of "new" things. In the melting process 
the old pewter, composed of many different ingredients, 
dies not separate. Thus it can easily be molded or spun into 
new forms. The gentleman took a pewter plate of ours - 
slightly bent - and worked it back with his hands into its 
original shape. He was also interested in our candle-making 
and told us where good wicking could be obtained. 

Monday, February 21, 194-4 Pleasant 

A family of mother, father and two small boys have 
arrived to spend the holiday; a long anticipated vacation. 
Little Roger could hardly stand the excitement of being here 
at last and at dinner time didn't eat some tempting, juicy 
roast-beef. Consequently he was taken to his room for a much 
needed rest. In the meantime brother Ted displayed his ability 
as a cornet player and from the Ball-room came strains of 
Stephen Foster's "Beautiful Dreamer", the attractive rhythm 
being played over and over again. Ted also brought games and 
skates and later on, the whole family including mother and dad, 
were seen headed in the direction of the Calvin How pond. 

Tuesday, February 22, 1944- Pleasant 


In a desire to take care of numerous guests on a 
holiday, the Inn family and even the guests themselves are 
apt to over-look the real significance of the day. And here 
it should mean more than in other places because usually a 
holiday commemorates a historical event or person. . Washington 
stopped here. Perhaps he did not tarry at "Howe's" or have 
a meal or stay over night, but certainly he alighted from his 
coach to shake the hand of Colonel Ezekiel Howe and to congrat- 
ulate the landlord of the "Red Horse" upon his service in the 
War. The scene often comes to mind as Colonel Ezekiel Howe' s 
name is mentioned. It is the picture of Washington stepping 
from his coach at the front door of the Inn. Certainly this event 
sho ild be brought to the attention of our guests on this - 
George Washington's Birthday. 

- . 


Wednesday, February 23, 1944 Very pleasant 

A yearly event at the Wayside Inn is the sight 
of the first little white "snow-drop" poking its head through 
the leaves under the old kitchen window. Today marks the 
first appearance of the snow-drop for this season. The 
gardener, the house-man, the hostesses, the girls from the pantry, 
all looked though the tiny window panes to view our first 
announcer of Spring. 

Thursday February 24, 1944 Warm 

The compliments v/e like to her best are those 
we are not supposed to hear! In other words, we enjoy more the 
favorable remarks of our guests made beyo^nd hearing distance. 
Today, however, a pleasing remark was heard - shall we say by 
mistake? At any rate, one of the hostesses overheard Mr. Lester 
talking to his wife in the hall - and this is what he said. 
"You know, my dear, I don't feel as if I should pay my bill there's 
such a home-like atmosphere here" . 

Friday, February 25, 1944 Very pleasant 

"Don't try to remember my name" said a guest today -"just 
remember that I will be back again". The gentleman put on his 
hat and was nearing the door when he handed us his card. No 
wonder he thought the name was difficult to remember! He is 
Paul H. Schoepflin / President of the Niagara Blower Company in 
Buffalo, New York. Mr. Schoepflin said earlier that he thought 
he had been into every nook and corner of New England, but he had 
never been to the Wayside Inn before. "It's great. I love it . . 
and don't forget I'm coming back again'.' These were the final 
words of our guest with the hard name to remember. 

Saturday February 26, 1944 Partly cloudy 

This past week has been vacation week in practically 
all the schools in and near Boston. This has made additional 
business - especially with children coming for dinner with their 
parents or in small groups to see the house. One day a little 
company of Girl Scouts brought a picnic lunch and after a tour 
through the Inn, opened their picnic boxes near the Mary Lamb 
School house. The weather was warm enough for an out-door lunch. 
Another day the Director at Promeroy House - a Settlement house 
in Newton, brought six girls from the cooking class for a visit. 
It was like "old times" to see groups of children around and they 
were particularly delighted to find a very new baby goat in the 
Smithy barn. 


Sunday, February 27, 1944- Cloudy 

Longfellow's Birthday 

Mt. Auburn Cemetery in Cambridge, was not covered with 
its usual blanket of snow today. The simple stone which marks 
Longfellow's grave stood cold and austere against a gray horizon. 
Nevertheless, a peaceful warmth prevailed as we walked along the 
ridge to the familiar lot. Longfellow's is a modest monument. It 
stands simple and unobtrusive among hundreds. Many near it are 
larger, more elaborate. But here is a marker which the poet him- 
self would have chosen. One name identifies it to everyone - 
"^ongf ellow" . We laid a wreath in front of it as is the custom 
each year; a wreath made of wild green foliage from "Sudbury 
town" . 

Monday, February 28, 1944 Cloudy 

It has been sometime since any amusing remarks have been 
heard concerning the history of the house. When guests were fre- 
quenting the house by the hundreds, a funny story could be told 
almost every day. Recently, however, a guest who appeared quite 
interested, was following a hostess through the house. She asked 
the proverbial question. "How old is the house?" After being told 
that it is two hundred and fifty -eight years old, she asked, 
"And has Mr. Ford owned it all that time?" 

Tuesday, February 29, 1944 Cloudy 

On a recent day set aside in Melrose, Massachusetts, as 
the "Woman's Day of Prayer", a talk was given in which our Mill 
was used in illustration. The speaker said that prayer was like 
the water going over a mill wheel. It was set in motion by an 
outside force and went on creating activity and setting other 
forces in motion. He said that a great many people made the mis- 
take of thinking that a prayer is just a petition and nothing 

Wednesday, March 1, 1944 Colder 

Pussywillows, another sign of Spring -(Snowdrops have 
been mentioned, . Miss Cleveland, guest, found some today behind 
a stone wall on the Framingham Road. Miss Jouannet heard of the 
discovery and promptly went to the same spot herself .Mrs. 
Jouannet- very fond of pussywillows - will have some for her 
birthday day after tomorrow. 


Thursday, March 2, 1944- Cold 

March has "come in like a lion", with the thermometer reading 
within ten degrees of zero and a strong, typical March wind blowing. 

Twenty girls from the Dennison factory of Marlboro met after 
their days work tonight to have dinner together. They arranged for a 
table in our old dining room, where all enjoyed the party thoroughly. 
Later, a tour of the Inn provided an added treat and many expressed the 
wish that they might come again soon. 

Friday, March3, 1944- Cloudy 

Ever since just before Christmas- time, like a snowball 
gathering momentum, cards and letters have been drifting in from our 
Wayside Inn school boys, now in the service. Before this avalanche 
threatens to overflow its box behind the Bar, we are contemplating 
writing one letter of interest to all. We hope to send letters from 
time to time with news of the Inn and other activities about the 

Saturday, March 4, 1944 Partly Cloudy 

Present day travel gives us a jolt in more ways than one, 
particularly its speed as compared with the slow, tedious means of 
getting from place to place a hundred years ago. We who live in this 
old time Inn were amazed to hear from a guest his interesting story 
of speed. The gentleman left Kingston, Jamaica, in the British West 
Indies on Monday noon. He arrived in New York Tuesday morning and 
proceeded to do a good day's business. Tuesday evening he dined in 
Boston with a friend. The friend is a frequent guest at the Inn and 
this noon brought his dark complexioned business associate here for 


Sunday, March 5, 1944 Pleasant 

The lovely white M a rtha- M ary Chapel gleamed and 
shone in the afternoon sunshine as a bride and groom entered 
to be married there. March's proverbial wind whistled and caught 
the bride's veil in its traces. But within, all was quiet 
except for soft strains of organ music. Over one hundred friends 
and relatives ere present to witness the ceremony which made 
Weston L. Browning and Eleanor Bowbly husband and wife. After- 
wards, the wedding guests adjourned to the Inn ballroom where a 
reception was held and refreshments served. The bride was a 
Marlboro girl and the groom a Navy man. 

Monday, M arch 6, 1944 Pleasant 

A wedding breakfast of several years ago was recalled 
to mind recently when Major and Mrs. Byron Bizot arrived with 
two small boys. They registered from Louisville, Kentucky and 
told of coming here after their wedding ceremony in 1937. They 

3 served in the Old Kitchen; a room which now holds many 
pleasant memories. Both expressed pleasure in being here again 
and for having the opportunity of showing their children the Inn, 

Tuesday, March 7, 1944 Rain 

It is cheering to hear someone whistle. Most people 
are in a quiet, sober mood these days. But our house guest, a 
young lieutenant, has cheered us through this cold, dark day with 
a cheery, gay whistle. He whistles upstairs and downstairs, and has 
a beaming smile when he enters the room. He is pale, however and 
thin. He is on "sick leave". Another officer, this one in the 
Navy is also here on "sick leave". His name is Domac and he was 
born in Yugoslavia. He learned a little English and vrtien in England 
was asked to lecture about his native country. "I can lecture, but 
I cannot teach", said this dark complexioned young man with a 
pronounced European accent. He is interested in agriculture - 
and a lovely English wife, acquired recently. Both are charming and 
have met the other house guests, the whistling lieutenant and his 
wife. The four are staying a few days. 


Wednesday, March 8, 1944 Cold 

Keen 1 s Chop House in New York is often mentioned when 
guests notice the two long-stemmed clay pipes in our pipebox. 
Keen's Chop House is famous not only for shops, but for clay pipes. 
Year- ago, the custom was established of each guest owning his own 
pipe and having it numbered. He would go to Keen's and call for his 
pipe - not by name, but by number. When the customer died, the 
pipe would automatically pass on to his son with still the same 
number. The custom is, however, for the next in line to break off 
a piece of the stem, thus giving him a fresh mouthpiece. Some p^pes 
at Keen's have survived several generations. Dr. Haney, guest, 
told of his particular pipe. It originally belonged to his grandfather. 

Thursday, March 9, 1944 Partly cloudy 

One of the nicest gestures of zppreciation was displayed 
by our friend the "whistling Lieutenant" as he prepared to leave the 
Inn. He wrote in pencil on a rather large sheet of note-book 
paper this message and left it in his room. 

"To — 

Everyone in the Wayside Inn who helped make 
our stay here the most wonderful time we have had in 
our lives and our honeymoon a success - we extend our 
heartfelt thanks. 

Lt. and Mrs. Vance Carlson" 

Friday, March 10, 1944 Pleasant 

Chief Officer Domac of the Merchant Marine, formerly of 
Yugoslavia, is still here with his attractive wife, formerly of 
Coventry, England. They are charmed with the Inn and have practically 
fallen in love with the surrounding country. So fascinated have 
they become with this particular location, that they want to build a 
house here. Real estate agents have been consulted and a piece of 
land of about five acres is being considered. Mr. Domac plans to do 
some farming. Both are thrilled with the prospects of making their 
future home in Suduury. The Inn, we think, was a source of inspir- 
ation for their happy plans. 

Saturday, March 11, 1944 Warmer 

Mr. Duncan's favorite walk is to the top of Mt. Nobscot. 
From the Fire Tower he can see Mi"* Wachusett and on an especially 
clear day, Mt„ onadnock in New Hampshire. Mr. Duncan recommends 
this "walk" to other guests who inquire: "where shall we go for a 
good walk?" Nearly every week-end Mr. Duncan is here and just as 

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Saturday, March 11 - continued 

often he gives directions for the hike up the mountain. 
This week-end three professors (women) from Wellesley College 
took Mr. Duncan's advice. They returned with large bunches 
of pussy-willows. 


Sunday, March 12, 1944 Pleasant 

This was not officially the first day of Spring 
but the first day with a feeling of Spring in the air. The 
thermometer reached 60 degrees. Red-wing blackbirds 
have been seen and in the Smithy barn two tiny lambs are 
huddled close to their mother's warm fleece. Because of the 
Spring-like atmosphere, the day brought several hundred 
guests to the Inn; most of the men in khaki and in navy blue. 
Feminine guests suggested Spring by their light colored dresses 
and flowery hats. The dining room was more festive than 
usual with a rose on every table provided Dy Mr. and Mrs. Bowker. 
In the front of the ho use, large bouquets of pansies were con- 
tributed by Miss Fisher. 

Monday, March 13, 1944 Rain 

A steady drizzle all day made the house dark and 
gloomy. Madame Howe was cheerful, however. She wanted to make 
candles. "A good day to do it", she said. So the large candle 
mold, whifa makes two dozen tapers, was brought forth from the 
old Kitchen. All the women folk gathered 'round and waited for 
the old candles to melt in a pot over the fire. In the mean- 
time, two dozen wicks were cut and strung from slender rods. 
These were placed over the molds. Then the wicks were pulled 
through the hollow tubes and tied at the bottom in a knot. Next 
the tallow was poured into every mold. Madame Howe used a small 
pitcher for this purpose and gave everyone a turn at pouring. 
Then the candles were left to harden. After a time the molds 
were warmed again. (A cloth, dipped in hot water was placed 
around the molds). At last the candles were pulled up and out. 
And what nice looking candles 1 The Madame was modest and declared 
they were not as well shaped as others she had made. Too, she 
could do better next time. But the Inn folk were satisfied that 
this dismal day had been spent in a profitable way. 

Tuesday, March 14, 1944 Very pleasant 

Today came the first answer to the letter sent out to 
our Wayside S-chool boys in the service. As explained in a 
previous diary, the letter was typed and several carbon copies 
made. As a matter of fact, about twenty copies were mailed. The 
first answer came from Sgt. Stephen F. Gooch, Camp Robinson, 
Arkansas. He writes: "Speaking for myself, I enjoyed your cir- 
cular letter. It was thoughtful of you to do this and I don't 

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Tuesday, March 14- - continued 

mind telling you that I got a great deal of pleasure from 
it. I hope that the others got as much enjoyment from the letter 
as I did." This is encouraging and plans are underway for the 
same type of letter to be mailed once a month. 

Wednesday, March 15, 1944 Stormy-snow 

Our good friend Mrs . Bowker is ever thoughtful of the 
Inn and recently sent a clipping from the New York Herald-Tribune. 
It is a poem written by Longfellow about the Monastery on Monte 
Cassino, Italy; the Monastery unavoidably destroyed a few weeks 
ago by our armed forces. The poem is twenty-one verses long, the 
most striking stanza is one in which the poet anticipates the 
present World conflict. Longfellow describes his visit to the 
Monastery in detail and after talking late into the night with one 
young friar, he goes to his cell, falls asleep, then wakes to 
behold the scene on which Saint Benedict had often gazed: 

"Gray mists were rolling, rising, vanishing; 
The woodlands glistened with their 
jewelled crowns; 
Far off the mellow bells began to ring 
For matins in the half -awakened towns. 

The conflict of the Present and the Past, 
The ideal and the actual in our life, 

As on a field of battle held me fast, 
Where this world and the next world 
were at strife." 

Thursday, March 16, 1944 Cloudy 

This was another dark, dull day after yesterday's be- 
lated snow storm. The mail, however, brought forth some bright 
messages. Mr. Duncan, the week-end guest who delights in long 
walks, wrote from New York that he had neglected to make an 
important report on his last visit. While walking he encountered 
a flock of 70 large Canada geese in a field down the road. "When 
I approached", said Mr. Duncan, "they flew off with a great honking 
to the northeast 'J The second letter was from Dr. Banford of 
Utica, New York who writes: "If the roads are not too bad, will 
you please have 'Ole Bull 1 room ready for me on the night of 
March 25th to stay until the 29th? I've been really busy and I'm 
tired. It will be nice to be at the Inn again." 


Friday, March 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Word came today that Life Magazine will publish the Wayside 
Inn story in next week's issue. Miss Speiser writes that " the pictures 
we used are lovely". Naturally, we are anxiously awaiting the finished 
story. Copies are being sent from "Life" in New York which will arrive 
on the 24th or 25th of March. 

Saturday, March 13, 194-4- Cloudy 

Hikers, numbering about twenty five, took a train from 
Boston to Sudbury this afternoon and from the Sudbury station walked to 
the Wayside Inn. They came by way of back country roads and arrived in 
time for tea or dinner. Some felt hungry enough to have both! They 
were members of the Appalachian Mountain Club. This is a more or less 
annual affair with a different "hike" planned each time. All were in 
high good spirits as they prepared to return home on the bus. 


Sunday, March 19, 1944 Very Cold 

Our old wooden pipe box received a bit of attention to- 
day. One of the guests admired it, then told of pipe boxes being 
used in old Quaker meeting-houses. He said that a pipe box was 
usually placed at the end of each pew. When the church-goer enter 
ed, he put his pipe in the upper part of the box for safe keeping 
during the service. In the drawer of the box he dropped a little 
tobacco. This was his contribution towards the minister's supply. 
We have heard of food and lodging being provided in payment for 
the services of a parson. But never tobacco I Of course, the pipes- 
smoked in that day were of the long-stemmed, church-warden variety. 

Flocks of large, fat robins were seen around the Inn today; 
particularly in the fields and meadows. A flock of about a dozen 
blue-birds was also seen. 

Monday, March 20, 194-4 Snow 

Were blue -birds and robins mentioned; Where are they 
now? These harbingers of Spring must be heading South again as 
the most severe snowstorm of the season falls gently and quietly. 
What a surprise this morning, to find the ground covered with a 
deep white blanket I All day long the snow has been piling up to 
the tops of stone walls and rail fences. The Inn looked warm 
and comfortable in its Winter dress as we approached. Inside, 
there was gaiety and laughter. Little Ralph Sennott with his 
sister and cousin, after playing in the snow, came in to get 
warm. Wet, snow covered garments were hung by the fireplace 
and chairs drawn near. A happy group of Inn-ers to enjoy the 
storm in this cozy fashion; more lucky than our feathered friends 
in finding a comfortable shelter. 

Tuesday, March 21,1944 Cold 

The walls of the Old Dining Room this evening echoed 
back the refrain " Happy Birthday to you, dear Dorothy and dear 
Ethel", as a crowd of eight girls from Marlboro and Hudson cele- 
brated the joint birthdays of two of their group. Their gaiety 
was so spontaneous that when the birthday cake was brought in, 
two solitary chaplains, who were also in the dining room, were 
invited to share in the treat. After dinner, the gaiety continued 
as the entire group went from one room to another - upstairs and 
down. Their laughter, < ringing out in the clear, cold air, could 
still be heard in the Inn, as they stood in the crisp snow a - 
waiting their bus. 

WAloldjc met uxknl 

Wednesday, march 22, 194-4 


mr. ana mrs. vies ton .. Browning whose 
wedding took place in the Martha Mary Cnapei, 
Sunday, March 5, 1944- • 

Tnursday, marcn 2j, j.94-4. 

Cloudy Kain 

Seaman 1st Class 
returned today to say Heii.o', 
consisted of a Spam sandwich, 

Sddie Tompkins, formerly of the Boys School, 
He described his last Christmas dinner. It 
Action was too ^ive.y there in the Pacific 
near Bouganvilie for a turkey and the 'fixings. The boys didn't miss their 
Christmas dinner entirely, however. Ed^ie said it was served a week later 
and tasted just as good. 

WAYSlDa Iwm DiArvI 

rriday, march 24., 1944- Partly Cloudy 

loday a letter came from a Mr. Crosby asking ii' we could 
help with plans for his daughter's wedding, it is to be held in July. 
This, of course, is not an unusuai request, but the reply will contain 
an unexpected surprise. Mr. Crosby states that the bride-to-be is a 
lineal descendant of the Wayside inn Howe family "and the inn appeals 
to ail of us". He goes on to inquire if there is a nearby church in 
which the couple could be married. Tne surprise, of course, is the 
fact that our own lovely Martha Mary Chapel will be available for the 

Saturday, March 25, 194-4 Very Pleasant 

now do we discover these honeymoon couples who are coming 
to the Inn just now in rather large numbers.' Usually by a freshly picked 
orchid pinned to the dress of the young lady. And most of them are 
very young these days, with their newly acquired husbands in uniform. 
Tonight, a particularly pretty gin arrived with the proverbial orchid 
and the man in uniform. She has deep, brown eyes and a clear olive 
complexion a_so a beautiful smi^e. .ucky was he, the ensign, who 
will soon be taking off for foreign parts. 


Sunday, March 26, 1944- Pleasant 

This first Sunday of Spring 1944 cannot be better 
recognized than by the following poem written after a visit 
to the Inn by Mr. John Randerson of Diamond Point, New York 

"Spring has come to New England I 
(And other things as well, 
She rubs her eyes and stretches, 
Comes fraily from her cell. 

The robin and the bluebird 
Are viewed vdth happy heart, 
As round the buds and crocuses 
The bees swoop in and dart. 

The Wayside Inn still greets one 
The door swings soft and vide, 
The friendly smiles and fireplaces 
Warm up the rooms inside. 

And one may stop and rest here 
And find refreshments too 
As coaches of a by-gone time 
Were wont and glad to do. 

It's good here in New England! 

This happy time of year. 

When buds burst forth 

And robins sing 

And the Wayside Inn stands near." 

Monday, March 271944- Cloudy 

A recent guest spoke of attending a Friends gathering at 
the Quaker Meeting House in Cambridge, -opposite Longfellow's home. 
He remarked on the simplicity of a service ?;hich had no pulpit and no 
leader. In place of an altar, stood a large fireplace in which huge 
logs burned brightly. As the Friends congregated, every eye was 
drawn to the fire which put each individual in a contemplative mood. 
It is the custom for silence and meditation to reign until someone 
wishes to express his thoughts aloud. One Friend arose to speak of 
the three periods of man's life; the Age of Credulity, wherein as 
children, we believe without doubting and the Age of Incredulity, 
wherein we question before accepting. These two phases eventually 
lead to that of Faith wherein we accept completely. 


Tuesday, March 28, 194A Windy 

The tranquillity of this old Inn received a jolt this 
afternoon when seventy-five boys in khaki came thundering into the 
Bar-room. The officer in charge said "shh - ",just like giving an 
Army order and all were suddenly quiet. Then the history of the 
house was explained and a tour conducted through the Old Kitchen 
to the Parlor. Here the boys relaxed and Volunteered the informa- 
tion that they were members of the Air Corps, soon to be graduated from 
a training school at Harvard. "We're on our way back to Cambridge 
from Westover Field", they said. Two large husses waited without, but 
before the boys boarded them they paused on the front step of the Inn 
to sing the Army Air Corps song. This was indeed a thrilling, 
historical moment. Imagine seventy-five strong, male voices, well 
trained, rising in perfect harmony to "Off we go into the wide blue 
yonder, climbing high into the sky". Yes, their voices rang high into 
the clear Spring sky and over the hills of Sudbury to the very summit 
of Mr. Nobscot. For a few minutes this was no longer a region of 
repose. Seventy-five trim, young fighting men had brought War to the 
very doorstep of Longfellow's Wayside Inn. 

Wednesday, March 29, 1944- Partly cloudy 

A small book with an attractive pink jacket has come through 
the mail from Mrs. Pearl R. McGown. She is well known in this locality 
for her hooked rugs, especially old rug designs and their history. 
Mrs. McGown published "The Dreams Beneath Design" in 1939 and has 
presented the book in appreciation of "happy memories of the Inn". The 
book is filled with illustrations of rug patterns. The story of how 
they originated and materials used, is told in a chatty, friendly way. 
Mrs. McGown has made her knowledge valuable to all interested in 
these early floor coverings. 

Thursday, March 30, 1944 Rain 

Many old friends of the Inn are doing new kinds of work 
during these War days. They tell us of working in munitions plants 
or starting Victory gardens or spending several hours a day helping 
in the Red Cross. Today Mrs. William E. Austill, who in pre-War 
days conducted Friendship Tours, announced her War time job. It is 
lecturing. She calls her program "Books for Such an Hour as This" and 
her subjects are deep. For instance "The Religious Foundations of 
Political Liberty". 


Friday, March 31, 1944- Cold > wind y 

There is a tinge of green to the grasP. Mr. 
Davieu is raking leaves from around the lilac bushes. 

Reservations are coming in daily for dinner 
on Easter Sunday. One young lady writes from Wellesley 
College: "Please reserve a table for eight. 

Dancing classes for the younger children were 
again postponed this afternoon, due to whooping cough 
and colds. 

Saturday, April 1, 1944 Very pleasant 

An engagement "shower" held at the Inn last 
Fall resulted this afternoon in the first double vedding 
to be held in the Martha-Mary Chapel. The two couples 
were Mr. and Mrs. R. H. Adams and Mr. and Mrs. P. A. A.damsj 
the grooms being brothers. They came from Waltham with 
the minister of the First Parish Church in Wayland, Rev. J.M. 
Fogelsong, who performed the ceremony. Miss Fisher plaj 
the organ as the two couples stood before the altar. Only 
the immediate families were present and adjourned after the 
service to the Inn where a wedding dinner was served. 
Sixteen were seated at one long table in the old dining room. 


Sunday, April 2, 1944. Partly Cloudy 

This was a day of days with guests streaming into the house 
from noontime through the evening. Many familiar names were carried to 
the Pantry on meal slips; Dr. Bell, the Purdys, Mrs. Fiske, Mr. and Mrs, 
Porter with the French family, Mr. Ambler with a party of six, and Mr. 
and Mrs. Knudson. Many others were of the Army and Navy, including two 
Commanders and one Colonel. Two Waves and a Spar spent a long day here 
and two men of the Royal British Navy were seen among the sight-seers. 

Monday, April 3, 1944 Very Pleasant 

"If you had been in the War as long as I have, you would 
appreciate a place like this", remarked a good-looking lieutenant, as . 
he spoke to a hostess yesterday afternoon. Then he turned to his wife 
and asked, "Shall we skip Portland?" The wife answered in the affirma- 
tive and arrangements were made for a stay here of three or four days. 
The couple returned today and have been assigned the Garden room. They 
are Lt. and Mrs. Gray L. Carpenter of Pittsburg, Pennsylvania; he, 
having a month's sick leave from the Navy. 

Tuesday, April 4-> 1944 Pleasant 

Over twenty years ago, a little boy of three tried to -push 
his way through the little gate gate which swings open on the path to 
the Grist Mill. His struggles were interrupted by a wasp which came 
from an opening in the stone wall and stung him on the face. He ran 
crying to his mother. Tonight, young Private Howie arrived again with 
his mother for dinner, saying," I always wanted to corns back and s< 
if that gate would still be hard to push." 

Wednesday, April 5> 1944 Partly cloudy 

On the front page of a recent Boston Globe the story 
ir bold of one Lieutenant Gurney in charge of a Post Exchange somewhere 
in Great Britain. He is a Vermonter and has adorned his store with signs 
which well might have come from a Vermont General store. The fellows 
call it "Tom's Store". Tom is Lieutenant Thomas W. Gurney, Jr. a 
native of Burlington, Vermont - and guest at the Wayside Inn four or 
five months ago. 

Thursday, April 6, 1944 Very pleasant 

Mrs. Colby, house guest, walked along the Framingham road 
this afternoon and returned with sprays of pussy willows, juniper 
and other greens. These she arranged in a pewter pitcher in an 
artistic fashion. Art is Mrs. Colby's business. She owns and 
operates the Vesper George School of Art in Boston, founded by her father 
the late Vesper George. 


Friday, April 7, 1944- Pleasant 

A gift of some "Portland Star" matches has come through the mail 
from a Mr. Een Proctor of Wakefield, Mass. Mr. Proctor writes that the 
matches can hardly be called antiques. They were used when he was a boy 
and he was born in 1366. The matches came in bunches and Mr. Proctor said 
he used to pay ten cents for three bunches. He ends the letter in this 
way: " A card of matches is a very small gift, but it may recall to Mir. 
and Mrs. Ford and some of your elderly patrons, the match box that was in 
their mother's kitchen." 

Saturday, April 8, 1944 Rain 

The Easter decorations will be simple. A few potted plants in- 
cluding lilies have been placed around the house. In the Parlor, under 
Longfellow's picture and in the window of the old dining room, green leaves 
from the Euonymus bush have been used as a background for colorful spring 
blossoms. The scent of hyacinths fills the air and tall lilies and tulips 
express the loveliness of the Easter season. Several hundred guests are 
expected to partake of our Easter Sunday dinner. 


Sunday, April 9, 1944 Pleasant 


The weather is an important factor on Easter Sunday. The ladies 
peer out the window to ask. " rain or shine"? The weather determines 
whether or not a new Easter hat shall be worn. Now, of course, we are 
speaking of normal times; normal conditions. This year the Easter season 
is saddened by thoughts of War. A new Easter hat, evidently, was not the 
primary concern of our lady guests to-day. Very few new hats were seen, 
in spite if the fact that the day was bright and warm. Several Easter 
bunnies appeared in the arms of our smaller guests but, generally speak- 
ing, there was not the usual display of Easter finery. A sombre note 
in dress and mood prevailed. 

Monday, April 10, 1944 Partly Clov 

Among Easter guests was Sergeant C.B.Deitch, a member of the 
Waacs, who has been stationed in Boston for sometime. During her New 
England stay, Mrs. Deitch has visited the Inn several times, both for 
meals and to stay overnight. She gave a glowing account of the Inn to 
a gentleman friend, Sgt. J. Greenswalt. The Sergeant was none too en- 
thusiastic about coming here. "Why should I go there", he asked. "There's 
nothing to see; nothing to do". But he was finally persuaded by Mrs. 
Deitch to join her here for the Easter week-end. To make a long story 
short, Mr. Grennswalt came, saw and was completely conquered by the 
Inn. He was loud in his praises when he left. He turned to his friend 
and to a hostess and, with an elaborate bow, said; "My apologies, girls. 
It's a great place!1 

Tuesday, April 11, 1944 Very Pleasant 

A small packag 1 blj of 

Yonk rs, Nei lork. In the lett Lch ace 
says . 

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Indj i ' stone imj tits. Th aj 

better thar 3 ful j ; in on 

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go. The ~un flints I Street in 

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Wednesday, April 12, 1 , Rain 

For the past three or four , Professor and Mrs. Erwin Schell 
have made Inn a haven of refuge; he, from strenuous duties as heed of 
the Department of Business Administration- I ~et + s Institute of 

Technology - and she, from the cares of a large family household. They 
are coming here once a we~k to spend a night and a day. "Mrs. Schell must 
rest while I work", said the professor, as he started upstairs with brief- 
case in hand. "Then, when we get back to Cambridge, I'll loaf and Mrs. 
Schell will workl" Our guess is that both will work. Their household 
consists of four generations. Mrs. Schell 's mother, a daughter whose 
husband is overseas, and j young great grandchild. Professor Schell 
is well known to the Inn family as founder and leader of the "Waysiders", 
a group of professional men who come to the Inn once a month during the 
7/inter for an evening of good food and good to Ik. 

Thursday, April \ , ;4<4 Fair 

This evening a guest arrived, all th from Fairhaven, Massa 
chusetts. He came an hour earlier than the time set for the annual 
meeting of the Hudson Savings Bank, for he wanted to walk in the woods 
and "get the feel of Spring", he said. The forty-three "bankers" wander- 
about the house in groups of threes and fours until the appointed 
time and then filed into the large dining room where the banquet tables, 
dressed in their Spring finery of lovsly jonquils, waited expectantly. 
An after-dinner speech was given on banking and the speaker illustrated 
talk by means of large charts which hung near by. Another speaker, 
in a lighter vein, completed the evening's entertainment. 

Friday, April ±U , 194--4 Fair and Windy 

The program of old-fashioned dance music p: on the radio 
every Saturday evening by Mr. and Mrs. Ford has aroused considerab" 1 
interest among our guests. At least several have spoken enthusiastically 
of hearing again the olf familiar tunes, so well kn 3 

young. They like, too, Mr. Lovett's part in "callin fa off". Some h^ 
asked about the instruments; their names and age. The Sunday even: 
service from the Martha-Mary Chapel has also received much favorable 

Saturd: v , 15, 194/ Rain 

Today, Rolling Galster saw the Inn for the first time. Rollin is 
about fourte n y„ars old. by, fond 

y yside I ^r sine n, Roll ' 

has . "'."schooled in the history of thj 

• , Lsed y, in spite of a cold 

April drizzle, the j ' fulfilled. Rollin and his moth 
her came all the 3 Scotia, ork. Rolli~ 

in the barn. Then he returned to a che a ry fire on 
..on in the old dining roo. 


Sunday, April 16, 1944 Rainy- 

Today a surprise was in store when Mr. and Mrs. 
J. L. Mumma who were married in our Martha-Mary Chapel on 
April 19, 1942, looked through the Scrapbook of Brides 
and found snapshots of their wedding that they had never seen. 
This was their first visit here since the event, having 
lived in both Philadelphia and Hartford, Connecticut since 
that time, and they called today's visit to the Inn their 
anniversary celebration. 

Monday, April 17, 1944 Rainy 

Anyone who had visited the Wayside Inn today would 
surely have known that Spring Vacation was here. All day 
long the house echoed to the young voices and eager feet of 
children, whose eyes grew big with wonder at the mere prospect 
of seeing the baby goats and lambs in the Smithy barn. Among 
the train of young visitors, ranging from three to eleven 
years of age were Nancy and Tommy Haskett, all the way from 
Parsonson, Kansas and young Michael and Ann Cristian from nearby 

Tuesday, April 18, 1944. Very pleasant 

April 18th marks the anniversary of Paul Revere 's ride. 
Every school child knows the lines, "On the eighteenth of April 
in seventy- five". And he is puzzled when very young, to have the 
event celebrated on April 19th, the day of the battle. The ride 
actually began the previous evening. So on this April 18th one 
hundred and sixty-nine years later, Longfellow's immortal descrip- 
tion from the Tales of a Waside Inn is revived. 

"The fate of a nation was riding that night". 

Wednesday, April 19, 1944 Pleasant 

A ghost, a soldier-like apparition haunted the Inn all 
through this holiday of April 19th, 1944. It was the spirit of 
Colonel Ezekiel Howe. Not garbed in navy blue with gold braid 
nor in army kahki was he, but in plain, neutral homespun. Yet 
our guest had a decided military bearing, shoulders thrown back and 
head held high with a determination in his eye which be-spoke 
that April day in 1775 when the Colonel, with two companies of men, 
ran from Sudbury to Concord. Twelve miles in two hours' time, the 

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Wednesday, April 19 - continued 

records say. Today, however, the Revolutionary landlord 
of the Waysidte Inn found in his old home an atmosphere 
of peace. As he wandered among happy school children ?rho 
were exclaiming over primitive cooking utensils and woooden 
dishes, his expression changed. Instead of grim determination 
a look of kindliness and affection appeared on the chalk white 
face. Was this symbolic? Men are still at War. They destroy and 
tead down. Yet Ezekiel Howe's tavern goes on. It softens and 
calms the spirit of those who enter. 

Thursday, April 20, 1944 Pleasant 

Twelve wounded war veterans filed into the Bar-room 
one by one. First came a boy on crutches, then a chap with 
a bandaged foot. All were pale and in a solemn, quiet mood. One 
Private volunteered the information that he came from Oregon 
and that his mother ran an antique shop there. Another told of 
living in Vermont and of making candles in a candle mold. Most 
of these boys, however , were from homes in the state of Massachus- 
etts and are now recuperating in the new hospital at Framingham 
after Guadalcanal and Italy. Yesteriay a sergeant telephoned 
asking if he could bring a group of patients . Today he announced 
as the boys went through the Inn - "I'll be bringing more groups 
quite regularly". 

Friday, April 21, 1944 Cloudy 

Miss Fisher has received two charming song books for 
children. They are called "New Music Horizons". Book One con- 
tains a beautiful illustration for the poem and song of "Mary Had 
a Little Lamb". Itis a colored picture and was used with the 
permission of Mr. Ford to whom proper acknowledgement is made in 
the front of the book. This was selected by the Institute of 
Graphic Art for the Sixth Annual Text book Exhibit. Book Two is 
just ao attractive as the first. Both are published by the 
Silver Burdett company and sent to Miss Fisher with the compliments 
of Mr. Charles E. Griffith, vice-president. 

Saturday, April 22, 1944 Partly cloudy 

On this day's page of the Register book is the name of 
R.L. Thompson in large, unsteady letters. The hand-writing of a 
child, you would guess. But no, it is the signature of a man 
totally blind; a young man in his twenties who has lived in darkness 
ever since childhood. Now he is a teacher at the famous Perkins 
Institution for the Blind. This we learned as a friend and a hostess 
guided him through the Inn. Although blind, Mr. Thompson's face was 
lighted with eagerness and enthusiam. His smile was an inspiration. 


Sunday, April 23, 1944 Partly cloudy 

It is gratifying indeed to see certain young men and 
women of the armed forces making a point of visiting the 
literary and historic shrines of New England. It is 
gratifying to us to be able to further their knowledge and to 
be of some assistance to them in this way. For instance there 
was a Soldier today from Indianapolis who received a thrill when 
he discovered on the Paul Revere print of the Boston Massacre 
the name jpfCrispus Attucks". Attucks was a colored man killed 
in the fray. "We have a school for colored children back home 
called the "Crispus Attucks School 1" exclaimed the soldier, "but 
I never knew why it was called that I" Then there was an 
attractive Wave who surprised us by asking for a book on old 
furniture. "I'm trying to learn something about New England 
antiques", she said. The Wayside Inn library furnished her 
with several good reference books and she derived pleasure as 
well as knowldege from them. 

Monday, April 24, 1944 Rain 

While it is always a pleasure to greet new and 
unfamiliar guests, it is, perhaps, more of a pleasure to meet 
old ones. Therefore the week-end was made happier by the 
presence of Mr. and Mrs. Robert King who stayed over Saturday 
and Sunday nights. Their home is in New Canaan, Connecticut 
from which they have come many times to stay in the "Garden" 
room. This time they found "their'' room freshly papered and 

Tuesday, April 25, 1944 Cloudy 

The Catholic world is in mourning for William Cardinal 
O'Connell whose death occurred in Boston last Saturday, April 22nd. 
And it sis indeed a coincidence that on April 22nd nine years ago, 
the Cardinal visited the Wayside Inn. Our special guest book 
records his signature on April 22, 1935- The Cardinal had visited 
the Inn on several occasions; a gracious kindly soul, a lover of 
history and the arts and beloved- in Boston as a public spirited 
citizen and benefactor. His name shall be cherished in the history 
of the Wayside Inn. 

Wednesday, April 26, 1944 Cloudy 

Word has come from Stanley Farr, graduate of the Boys 
School in «39, that he is in the Aleutian area and finds life there 
pretty dull. The one bright spot in the letter was Stan's descrip- 
tion of his finding pictures of the Inn in a recent "Life" 
magazine. "I enjoyed the pictures quite a bit", he said, "because 
they brought back some very pleasant memories." 



Thursday, April 27, 1944 Cloudy 

The President of Emerson College, Boston enjoyed looking 
through the special guest book this afternoon and finding 
therein the names of many friends and acquaintances. This was 
not surprising. Harry Seymour Ross has been a teacher for forty- 
seven years. In that time he has met most of the men and women 
prominent in the field of education. He worked his wow*way through 
college, then taught in a small private school. Later he became 
a teacher at Emerson. Now, as President, he has full charge of 
this co-educational institution which specializes in oratory and 
dramatics. "I've taught the Wayside Inn Tales over and over again 
and have sent many students here, but this is my very first visit", 
said our distinguished guest. He plans to stay several days. 

Friday, April 28, 1944 Pleasant 

Again a very pleasant Sergeant from the Cushing Hospital 
at Framingham brought a group of patients to see trie Inn and 
especially to attend the Friday afternoon dancing class. This time 
there were about twenty-five veterans of World War II. They went 
directly to the large Ball-room and were soon showing smiles of 
amusement as children from the Redstone and Southwest schools bowed 
to their partners and responded to the calls of "Ladies chain" and 
"Balance your corner". After this the boys followed a hostess 
through the house, into the old kitchen, Parlor and through the 
bed-rooms. The Sergeant then piled them all into large Army cars 
and they drove by the Mill , Chapel and Schoolhouse. At four o'clock 
they were back in the hospital telling their buddies about the 
Wayside Inn. 

Saturday, April 29, 1944 Pleasant 

It seemed like old times. Children flocked aroiind the 
Inn all day. They ran across the road to see the stage coaches, 
they ate picnic lunches in the yard of the Mary Lamb school and 
walked to the Smithy barn to exclaim over baby lambs and goats. In 
the afternoon four Chinese students from Harvard enjoyed the story 
of the Inn; three were from Shanghai and one from Nanking. They 
too, went to the Smithy barn and spent a. longiuaf ternoon out-of-doors 
in the sunshine of a warm April day. 


Sunday, April 30, 1944 Pleasant 

Second lieutenant. "I have a ripping headache. I guess I'm 
excited. This is my first day back in the States." 

Elderly Gentleman. Rafter a long walk) "I often feel lone- 
some in the city, but I never feel lonesome in the country." 

Small boy to hostess: (after she had told a large group 
what to see in the house and outside; "Thank you very much for telling 
me about the lambs." 

Hostess, to two rough and ready sailors: "How did you get 
here?" Sailor: "Thumbed it". 

Monday, May 1, 1944 Pleasant 

Everybody is talking "gardens", the guests and Inn-ers. 
Hostesses are seen sneaking around the back door of the Inn in garden 
togs. They wear dirty white cotton gloves and carry hoes and rakes. The 
usual things are planted; carrots, string beans, lettuce, cabbages, onions 
etc. Professor Schell, guest tonight, informed us that he has a garden 
and gardener (with glances at his wife). He has "two fruitless trees and 
a wisteria that doesn't wis"- but he is still enthusiastic. Enthusiasm 
for Victory gardens is at a high pitch. 

Tuesday, May 2, 1944 Pleasant 

Edr ehl Room - Occupied by Mrs. Jennie Livernash of Denver, 
Colorado. (Came to Boston to be near her son, but found Boston's Parker 
House too noisy. Preferred to spend her vacation- she works in Denver- 
in a quiet place. Will be here a week or two; 

Qle Bull Room - Occupied by Miss Maurine Nilsson, teacher 
at Perkins Institution fot the Blind. She Is nervously tired and will 
spend a few days resting in her room and in the sunshine. Does not want 
to talk about her work. 

Wales Room - Occupied by Mrs. R.D.Richardson of Medford, 
Mass.( busy mother of two small children and active in church and club 
work. Wants to read and rest./ 




Wednesday, May 3, 1944- Pleasant 

The first couple married in the Martha-Mary Chapel 
were Mr. and Mrs. George H. Walker, Jr. The date, September 28, 
1940. Now there is an off -spring, a dear little baby whose name 
is Wendy Lee. She came to the Inn today in the arms of Grandmother 
Bennett, teacher in our Southwest School. Wendy Lee smiled and 
cooed while her mother showed a friend the Chapel. Perhaps little 
Wendy will be married there someday. 

Members of the Sudbury Women ' s Club held a luncheon 
here today with thirty members in attendance. A string quartette 
furnished entertainment. 

Thursday, May 4, 1944 Pleasant 

Travellers come on foot and on horseback. They did in 
the old days j they do today. Six young priests arrived at noon 
time on this pleasant Spring day having come on foot from Weston 
College, a distance of eight miles. They returned the same way, 
hoping to reach school in time for supper. 

Friday, May 5, 1944 Pleasant 

Staying over last night were Mr. and Mrs. Warren P. Smith 
of New York, delightful people, who were particularly interested in 
the furniture. "We seek out interesting places all over the country" 
said Mrs. Smith. This was their first visit to the Inn and according 
to Mr. Smith it will not be their last I 

Saturday, May 6, 1944 Very pleasant 

The names of Mrs. F. VanWyck Mason and Robert Ashton 
Mason appear in the Register book today; probably the wife and son 
of author Mason who wrote "Drums Along the Mohawk". 

Friends and neighbors of Mrs. Lemon were dinner guests 
this evening and reported that Mrs. ^emon is in very poor health. 
The neighbor, Mrs. Russell, takes Mrs. ^emon into Boston every day 
for a treatment at the Massachusetts General Hospital. The Russells 
live near Mrs. ^emon in Arlington and kindly carried some flowers 
from the Inn to her. 




Sunday, May 7, 1944 Cloudy 

The last guest, upon his departure from the Inn tonight, 
would have been much amazed if he had flipped the pages of our guest 
book which were inscribed today. Here he would have discovered Miss 
Phyllida M. Conchie from Vancouver, British Columbia and Helene and 
Mrs. L.R.. Lordly from Saltcoats, Saskatchewan. He would have, no doubt, 
been much amused by the indistinguishable scrawl of a South American 
gentleman who registered from Buenos Aires. And, as his eye ran still 
further down the page, he would see that today had truly been an inter- 
national one at Wayside Inn, for countries across the sea were represented 
through Miss Dolly Haziett of Cork City, Ireland and Mrs. H. Edlund of 
L.ulea, Sweden. 

Monday, May 3, 1944 Pleasant 

Twenty^rfive lively boys and girls from the Cambridge School 
scrambled into our large dining room at noon today and were seated at 
one long table. A hearty lunch was served, consisting of chicken a la 
king and custard pie; the latter being a great treat and very grown- 
upish. Later, a game of tag was played on the front lawn and the girls 
ran races against the boys. At two o'clock, they scrambled again. This 
time towards a large red bus which carried them back to the university 

A new name was added in the Special Guest book today. It is 
that of Mr. Basil Matthews, luncheon guest, and author of "India Reveals 
Herself" and "The Clash of Color", etc. 

Tuesday, May 9, 1944 Very Pleasant 

Today, besides containing several cars at luncheon time, the 
parking space afforded room to two bicycles ridden by two British Naval 
Air force boys, who bicycled here from Framingham where they are spend- 
ing a short leave. Handsome, dark-complexioned Sub. Lt. Thomas H. 
Staneforth, R. A. F. Pilot, of Lincoln, England and boyish, ruddy-complexioned 
Sub. Lt. N. J. Glendenning, R. A. F. Navigator, of Edinburgh, Scotland, 
expressed their interest in the Wayside Inn when they said," This is the 
nearest place like home that we've seen in the States." 

The several cars in the parking space belonged to the eighteen 
New England Carnation Growers Association, who arrived for luncheon, 
each with a pink carnation in his lapel. A large bouquet of the same 
lovely "pinks" adorned their table on the porch. 


Wednesday, May 10, 194-4 Pleasant 

Through the pictures which recently appeared in "Life" 
magazine, a great, great, great, great, great grandaughter of Samuel 
Howe has been discovered. She is Miss Ruth M. Wilder of Bernardston, 
Mass. Mis°> Wilder saw the pictures, learned that Samuel Howe built 
the Inn, and writes to inquire if this particular Samuel could possibly 
be her ancestor. She gives dates, etc. Today, we were happy to inform 
Miss Wilder by return mail that she is, indeed, a direct descendant 
of our Samuel Howe, first landlord of the Wayside Inn. 

Thursday, May 11,1944- Very Pleasant 

Mrs. Charles P. Gorely, Secretary of the Wedgwood Club 
has again sent a copy of "Old Wedgwood" for our use. This is the 
yearly publication of the Club; a small "Wedgwood blue" paper-covered 
booklet. And we do use it. Previous copies have been placed on 
the table in the Bar-room where guests enjoy perusing a small book 
while waiting for dinner or bus. Consequently the 194-3 "Old Wedgwood" 
is very welcome and our thanks go to Mrs. Gorely for her kind interest. 

Friday May 12, 194-4 Pleasant 

"Pleasant" for the weather report today is not by any means 
suffieient. The day was beautiful. This is lilac time at the Way- 
side Inn and to many the loveliest time of all the year. The lavender 
and white blossoms surround us, inside as well as outside. They are 
used for decoration on the tables in the dining room and huge bunches 
of them are seen on tables and mantles. The fragrance of the lilacs 
adds greatly to their beauty. Guests have exclaimed over them all day 

Saturday, May 13, 1944 Pleasant 

In the book, "American Destiny", Mr. A. Powell Davies, the 
author, points to the fact that a nation is its history. "It is the 
national past, interacting with the critical present, which dominates 
the shaping forces of the national future." Then Mr. Davies goes on 
to say that when a nation acts, the full force of its history is 
behind it. Reading t^is recently we were reminded of the Inn and of 
its place in the history of America. The full force of the Inn's 
structure, its hand-hewn beams, its virgin pine floor boards, stands 
firmly behind the men of America's fighting forces today. Their 
ancestors built it. What the Inn represents in Colonial history will 
follow the boys wherever they go. "A nation's past interacts with 
its crirical present - to shape the forces of the national future." 


Sunday, May L4, 1944 Very Pleasant 

If the writer could record Mother's Day with camera instead of 
pen, she would photograph the following: 

First : The stately Chapel on the hill, a memorial to two 
mothers, Martha and Mary. Its tall, white steeple, pointing towards Heaven, 
was an inspiration today to many mothers. Its gleaming whiteness symbolizes 
purity of heart and soul; a tribute to all mothers. 

Second : Baby lambs in the Smithy barn, clinging to the fleecy 
white coat of their mothers. They portray simply and beautifully the 
story of mother love, protection and guidance - simple enough for children 
to understand. 

Third : The picture of soldiers and sailors, arm in arm with their 
mothers. They came to the Inn all day long; the mothers beaming with pride, 
the sons thoughtful and considerate. Some mothers wore bright colored 

flowers, others were in mourning; but mothers all bearing both silently 

and bravely both joys and sorrows. 

Monday, May 15, 1944- Pleasant 

Saucer- type grease lamps used for centuries and seen here at the 
Inn in the form of crude iron Betty lamps, are often discussed by our guests. 
They tell of their use in foreign countries and by the Eskimos. Today, a 
veteran of the African campaign described the use of a saucer lamp after the 
town of Maktar in North Africa had been bombed. Electric lights were out, 
so an ingenious old African lady placed a bit of olive oil ina low, open 
container. In this, she floated a piece of string and lighted it for a 
wick. The improvised lamp burned well. Our guest compared it to our black, 
hand wrought "Betty" in the Bar-room. 

Tuesday, May 16, 1944 Pleasant 

A five-month old baby Tas the recipient today of Book No. 2 and 
Book No. 3 for his new library. Book No.l was a Bank book. The following 
two were purchased today by a loving grandmother. They were "The Story of 
Mary and Her Little Lamb" and "Tales of a Wayside Inn". 

The large dining room was the scene this evening of "Ladies 
Night", a party held by the Clinton Rotary Club. Dinner was served promptly 
at seven o'clock, after which a professional entertainer provided fun and 
merriment with a Puppet Show. Several of the fifty- two guests later ad- 
journed to the front of the house where they listened to the history of the 
Inn and a description of its furnishings. 


Wednesday, May 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Gales of laughter echoed through the halls of the Inn this 
evening as members of the Kappa Psi Sorority of the Waltham High School 
gathered in reunion. Older women met schoolmates they had not seen in 
years, while younger girls, dressed in gay, light dresses, welcomed each 
other with fond embraces. Eighty-nine places were set in the large 
dining room for a Chicken-a-la-King supper. Afterwards, all remained at 
their tables while a business meeting was held. 

Thursday, May 18, 1944. Pleasant 

A nephew of Darius Cobb, Mr. F.S.Cobb of Dedham, visited 
the Inn today and told of owning a Longfellow portrait painted by his 
uncle. It is done in black and white and, our guest added, proudly, that 
the portrait has never been copied. Mr. Cobb remembers going to Craigie 
House when a small boyand of being treated by the poet to some gum drops. 
His impression was of a very old man reaching into a drawer, with trembling 
hands, to bring forth the luscious candy. The boy stood by, his eyes 
filled with wonder and hunger. 

Friday, May 19, 1944 Pleasant 

An elderly couple, she with beautifully combed white hair and 
a smiling young face, made a tour of the Inn this afternoon. Half-way 
through the rooms, they surprised the hostess by announcing "bride and 
groom" I They wer old friends from Michigan, married recently at the home 
of a daughter in Watertown, Mass. 

Another bride and groom of forty years, celebrated their 
wedding anniversary here this evening. They were Mr. and Mrs. A.D.Wilde 
of Canton, Mass. 

Saturday, May 20, 1944 Very Pleasant 

Happy is the bride the sun shines onl A lovely vision was our 
"bride of today" - the former Gladys Turner of Framingham - in her long, 
full- skirted, satin gown when the sun's rays touched her shining hair and 
filmy veil, as she leaned, laughingly, over the stair rail to throw her 
bouquet into a sea of eager, out-stretched arms. The beautiful nosegay of 
white orchid, surrounded by sweet peas, with its ribbon streamers, served 
four purposes today: as the traditional note at the wedding ceremony; as 
a lovely centerpiece at the bride's table in the large dining room, with 
its festive white and purple lilacs; as a source of pleasure to the lucky 
recipient, and as a haunting memory picture for the sixty wedding guests 
to carry with them. 


Sunday, May 21,1944 Very Pleasant 

A more beautiful child was never before seen at the Inn; 
blonde hair, blue eyes and a dear, little smile. Chaplain Abbott, 
overnight guest, was attracted by the smile as were many other guests. 
But the chaplain, in his kindly, quiet way, askeda few questions. He 
learned that the child's father had been killed in the African campaign. 
He, too, was in Africa and had established a cemetery there. He buried 
many boys. Perhaps he had officiated at the burial of the baby's father? 
What was his name? Where was the wife and mother? Just then a very lovely 
young girl, with deep-set, sorrowful, dark eyes appeared. She was the 
mother. She talked with the chaplain; compared names and dates. She 
listened bravely as Chaplain Abbott described a peaceful, flower filled 
cemetery. She clung to his words as if hungry for every detail. It was a 
thrilling monument for those looking upon this trio; a gentle, soft- 
spoken chaplain; a pretty War widow whose eyes were filled with tears, 
and the beautiful baby with an innocent, happy smile. The child, never 
seen by her father, is eighteen months old, and the recipient of the 
Purple Heart and Silver Star decorations. 

Monday, May 22, 1944 Rain 

A luncheon guest this noontime casually remarked that her 
first visit to the Inn was 65 years ago - and " I haven't been here 
since", she said. 

Fifty-six members of the Newman Club of Marlboro, enjoyed 
supper in the large dining room this evening after which a business 
meeting was held. 

Tuesday, May 23, 1944 Pleasant 

Again, a chorus of male voices singing the thrilling song of 
the Army air Corps was heard resounding through the Inn. This time to 
the accompaniment of the little old spinet, in the Patlor. Doors and 
windows were open and again those words " climbing high into the sky" 
echoed far beyond the walls of this historic Inn. This afternoon there 
were forty boys in khaki who followed a hostess through the rooms, pay- 
ing strict attention to every word, as if listening to a lecture on 
flying technique. But here the boys were more relaxed and every now 
and then hearty laughter was heard. One boy was from Oregon, another, 
from Kansas, Pennsylvania, West Virginia etc. In the old days, a "Young 
Sicilian" too was here. He used to play upon the spinet. Today, he listen- 
ed from the wall and smiled. 


Wednesday, May 24, 1944- Partly Cloudy 

The mail has brought two interesting letters, one from Mrs. A.D. 
Wilde, who with Mr. Wilde celebrated their fortieth wedding anniversary 
here last week. The other is from Private Norman Fletcher, formerly a 
patient at the Cushing Hospital, Framingham. 

Mrs. Wilde writes about the Bear Camp River Coach on exhibition 
in the Gatehouse. She confirms our story that the coach was used by the 
poet, Whittier, when he was visiting the Bear Camp River House. This hotel 
burned down in 1380 or 1881, but up to that time, says Mrs. Wilde, Whittier 
spent several weeks here each year and almost certainly rode in the very 
coach now preserved at the Wayside Inn. 

Private Fletcher, after a visit here, concerned himself with 
finding out facts regarding the making of candles. He asked his grandfather 
how candles were made in his day and grandfather gave a very detailed des- 
cription of the process. Private Fletcher has kindly passed on the informa- 
tion to us and it will be used here the next candlemaking day comes around. 

Thursday, May 25, 1944 Cloudy 

Cloudy weather has not spoiled the enthusiasm of one artist, Miss 
Marjorie Garfield, who, since last Tuesday, has been making water color 
pictures of various rooms in the Inn. She specializes in "interiors" and 
has done the old Kitchen, Bar-room, Parlor and Parsons Bedroom swiftly and 
easily. Usually she sits on a small stool in some unobtrusive corner, but 
today, in doing the Parsons Room we found her sitting on the floor! She is 
a delightful guest and quiet as a mouse. It's fun watching her put on the 
sombre colors of the old woodwork or the lovely green color in the Bar-room. 
Miss Garfield spends most of the year directing the Department of Interior 
Decoration at the University of Syracuse. 

Friday, May 26, 1944 Pleasant 

Very cautiously, seven baby squirrels peered into the outside 
world from their nest in the tree trunk. The, one by one, they crawled as 
cautiously down to the ground. Fortunately, an overnight guest saw them. He 
called others and soon an audience of four or five Inn-ers were expectantly 
watching every move of the tiny creatures. All their antics will be watched 
closely because their home is on the very fron$ lawn of the Inn. 

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Saturday, May 27, 1944 Warm 

One long table, which stretched from end to end of the 
large dining room, was made ready this afternnon for the fifty 
wedding guests of Miss Elsie Brigham. In the center of the table, a 
large wedding cake was in readiness to be cut by the bride, while 
vases of white iris and spirea decorated each end of the table in 
true bridal fashion. Elsie is a Marlboro girl who, for many years, 
attended our dancing classes. She was a most faithful partner, hardly 
ever missing a class. Therefore, her wedding reception held here 
late on this warm May afternoon was not without its note of sentiment. 


Sunday, May 28, 1944 Pleasant 

The day started with a Communion Breakfast h#ld in 
the large dining room at 10 o'clock. One hundred and thirty- 
five ladies were in attendance from Marlboro. 

At 12 noon a bus load of girls dressed in khaiki 
with WAC insignia arrived to have Sunday dinner on the Porch. 
There were thirty-six in the party. After dinner they were 
escorted by a hostess through the rooms and listened attentively 
as she told them the story of this old New England Tavern. 
Most of the girls were from other than New England states. Their 
homes were in the western and southern sections of the United States, 

Monday, May 29, 1944 Pleasant 

Recent Gue3ts 

Mrs. G. Fleming, Mt. Carmel, Connecticut - collector 
of old costumes, particularly of the 18th and 19th centuries. She 
lectures and exhibits her costumes and will soon publish a costume 

About twenty blind students from the Perkins Institution, 
Watertown, Mass. They ate their picnic lunch near the Redstone School. 

A Chaplain who signed his name with a French fountain pen, 
found among the belongings of a German prisoner. 

Mr. C. H. Haitman, Christian Scientist, Director of the Mother 
Church in Boston. 

Tuesday, May 30, 1944 Very pleasant 


On this Memorial Day, 1944 > a great number of the men and 
women who crossed our threshold were in uniform. They represented 
the fighting forces of the United States in World War 11. Many who 
came here today were asking themselves this question: "Why do I 
fight?" One of the best answers to this question is found in the 
following, written by Corfjoral Jack J# Zurofsky who won first prize 
in a contest sponsored by tte War Department: 

continued next page 


Tuesday, May 30 - continued 

"I fight because of my memories - the laughter 
and play of my childhood, the ball games I was 
in, the better ones I watched, my mother 
telling me why my father and she came to 
America, my high-school graduation, the first 
time I saw a cow, the first year we could 
afford a vacation, the crib at Camp Surprise 
Lake after the crowded polluted Coney Island 
waters, hikes in the fall, weenie and marsh- 
mallow roasts, the first time I voted, my 
first date and the slap in the face I got in- 
stead of the kiss I attempted, the El going 
down, streets being widened to let the sun 
in, new tenements replacing the old slums, 
the crowd applauding the time I came through 
with the hit that won us the Borough champ- 
ionship - the memories, which, if people like 
me do not fight, our children will never have", 

Wednesday, May 31 » 1944 Very pleasant 

A record sale of books was made today when one lady 
purchased 18 copies of the "Story of Mary's Little Lamb". 
"They are for a graduating class" she said. Naturally one would 
suppose the class to be composed of little Marys, nine or ten 
yeats old. But no. The lady explained that the 18 "children" 
are of college age and had just completed a Teachers Training course, 

Men and women who teach in the public schools of Hudson, 
Mass. gathered in the large dining room this evening for a Turkey 
dinner. Fifty-five were served. 

Thursday, June 1, 1944- Pleasant 

There has been a long stretch of pleasant weather. It is 
the season of school closing festivities. Both have been contri- 
buting factors in bringing many guests to the Inn, individually as 
well as in large pa r ties. Almost every day a "group" of people come 
for an anniversary or a school- closing celebration. Today was no 
exception, the largest group numbering seventeen. They were friends 
and teachers of the Linclon, Mass. school department. 


Friday, June 2, 1944 Pleasant 

Today the Inn received a heavy iron muffin-pan made 
about 150 years ago. It was presented by Mrs. Georgiana Keith 
Fisher of Grafton, Mass. who thought it would match the other 
heavy iron cooking utensils hanging in the old Kitchen. 

There is a lot of "dog" talk around the Inn today. 
Several overnight guests are in attendance at the Dog Show in 
Framingham; one or two of the men are judges. Three shows in 
all are being held at "Raceland" the estate of J. R. Macomber. 

Saturday, June 3> 1944 Pleasant 

A boy in Navy blue and a bride in traditional white 
satin received their friends in the large ball-room this after- 
noon. While the line was forming a pianist friend played solos 
such as "I'm falling in love with someone" and "It's love, love, 
love". After the whole line had paid their respects to the 
bridal couple, all adjourned to the large dining room where Supper 
was served. A large wedding cake was cut and the bride, Miss 
Constance Goudreau of Marlboro, threw her bouguet in the prover- 
bial way as she left the Inn. She married a Mr. Boudreau, chang- 
ing only the first letter of her surname. 


Sunday, June 4, 1944- Pleasant, cool 

Greenfield Village Schools were well represented here today 
when Lieutenant and Mrs. Donald E. Kidder arrived from the New London, Conn, 
Naval Base. With them was their little baby who enjoyed a sojourn in our 
old pine cradle. Ensign Charles F. Kull, Jr. and his wife, the former 
Patricia Chubbuck, also came from New London to see, as they aptly put it, 
" a little bit of home". Later, it was discovered that the Service Notes 
Column in the Herald contained a paragraph headed "Charles Kull (EIT)" 

Monday, June 5, 1944 Very Pleasant 

Proud parents with sweet girl graduates tagging along are seen 
frequently around the house these days. Today, a modest little family from 
Worcester, consisting of mother, father, brother, and grandmother enter- 
tained their graduate by bringing her to the Inn for luncheon. Grandmother 
whispered on the side," She graduated this morning from La Salle Junior 
College and was Vice-President of her class". Another family to whom gradua- 
tion was an event long to be remembered stopped here on their way from 
Bradford Junior College to their home in New Jersey. The graduate was a 
lovely looking daughter. 

Tuesday, June 6, 1944 Very Pleasant 

While word of the Invasion had been expected for sometime, 
nevertheless, the news came as a surprise early this morning. When the 
Chapel bell rang at nine o'clock, not only the school children were there 
but those who could be spared from their daily work also attended the 
services. At subsequent intervals during the day, Invasion news was brought 
in by the guests. It was a day when the historic significance of events 
touched the hearts and souls of all who entered^and penetrated into the 
very walls and beams of this old house. 

Wednesday, June 7, 1944- Pleasant 

Miss Mary Earle Gould, who has written a book on old Wooden 
Ware, is a frequent guest at the Inn. Her home is in Worcester and from 
there she delves into all kinds of research work on early American ways 
of living and primitive utensils. Her new book, not yet published, will 
be about fireplaces and fireplace equipment. Recently, she wrote a piece 
for the Christian Science Monitor concerning the origin of ^Mother's Day 
and how, in the 14th century in England, a Sunday was set aside during 
Lent when young people were admonished to carry wafers from the church 
to their mothers and "to visit them". This was called Wafering or Mother- 
ing Sunday. A wafer iron, such as Miss Gould describes for making the 
wafers, can be seen in the Bar-room. 



Thursday, June 8, 1944 Pleasant 

A very nice gesture was made today by a Mrs. Kelliher of 
Worcester who entertained at luncheon nineteen members of the Junior Class 
of the Bancroft School. Mrs. Kelliher 1 s daughter, Joan, is a member of the 

Another party of interest, which took place this evening, was a 
dinner, arranged by Father Kane of Maynard, for forty-one young people in 
his congregation. The group has been puttingon a series of plays for the 
benefit of the church. 

The final event of the day occured in the large Ballroom, where 
little Mary Lamb-ers and children of the Southwest School danced for the 
entertainment of their parents and friends. The Ballroom was crowded; the 
orchestra played, and the children performed their quadrilles, the Varsov- 
ienne and Duchess to perfection. They were rewarded with ice cream and 
cake and loud applause. 

Friday, June 9, 1944 Pleasant 

The last regular dancing class of the Boy's School was held 
this evening. Next week, the Graduation Ball will take place; also other 
graduation activities, such as a Picnic, Tree Planting, a Banquet and the 
Graduation exercises. Guests have enjoyed the weekly dancing classes and 
many have made a point of dining here on Friday evening because of them. 
They will be missed by guests and Inn folk through the summer vacation 
months . 

Saturday, June 10, 194-4 Cloudy and Rain 

The Inn folks had the pleasure this afternoon of welcoming 
Mrs. Muriel DeMille Hoppin back after an absence of several months. 
While Mrs. Hoppin lives in nearby Framingham, she has not been able to 
come to the Inn because of transportation difficulties. This afternoon, 
however, plans were made for her to rehearse with Miss Fisher for music 
to be played at the graduation banquet of the Boys School. Mrs. Hoppin 
always played the violin for this event. Since her marriage she has 
continued the custom. Not all of the afternoon was spent in rehearsing, 
however. Mrs. Hoppin talked about her new home in Framingham, her Victory 
Garden, her bicycle, and members of her family; her father passed away 
last winter. 




|Sunday, June 11, 1944 Pleasant 

The name Dennison is synonymous with crepe paper, paper tags and 
paper boxes, made in the adjoining city of Framingham. Mr. Henry S. Dennison, 
President, is a neighbor. Wayside Inn orchards border on Mr. Dennison' s estate. 
Consequently, the Inn is sometimes favored with a visit from this distinguished 
gentleman. This noon he entertained a party of four for Sunday dinner. He was 
talkative and friendly and in glancing over the guest book made a remark which 
brought a laugh from everyone in the room. Several Chinese had registered and 
Mr. Dennison was puzzled over the Chinese characters: "I can't read these names", 
he said, "but I could easily play them on a flute!" 

Monday, June 12, 1944 Pleasant 

Fourth graders from Sudbury visited the Inn this morning with their 
teacher, Mrs. Hunt, who evidently considers it a duty for every Sudbury child 
to visit the Wayside Inn. She makes a point of bringing her class every year 
before the term closes. A splendid idea. Too often, literary and historic 
shrines of national importance are neglected by those living nearest to them. 

Tuesday, June 13, 1944- Pleasant 

The thirteenth day of any month is considered unlucky, but this 13th 
of June, 1944 was a lucky day for Frederick Santosuosso. He is the one boy 
graduating from the Wayside Inn Boys School and tonight was honored at the 
Senior Banquet. This was held in the large dining room, beautifully decorated 
for the occasion and arranged with tables and chairs to seat over one hundred. 
Just about that number paid their respects to the graduate. He was seated at 
the head table between Mr. Sennott and Mr. Dailey, headmaster. Flanking either 
side were four instructors, Mrs. Sennott, Mrs. Edwards, and members of the 
Junior Class. The class will was read and reports made of the various projects 
and activities of the Class of 1944. 

Wednesday, June 14, 1944 Pleasant 

With the announcement of the "Sicilian Circle", the Graduation 
Ball of the Wayside Inn Boys School commenced its merry sojourn in the lovely, 
decorated Inn ballroom tonight. Swirling pastel gows, interspersed with a few 
dashing colors, lent an added air of gaiety to the scene. Eyes sparkled with 
pleasure and energetic feet kept time to the graceful varsovienne, the spinning 
polka and galop and the tuneful quadrilles. When the lilting strains of the 
" goodnight waltz" ended, there were many sighs of reluctance as well as many 
tired, but happy, people. 


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1. Sicilian Circle 

2. Waltz 

3. Duchess 

4. Galop 

5. Waltz Varsovienne 

6. Singing Quadrille 

7. Irish Reel 

8. Rye Waltz 

9- Five Step Schottische 

10. Caprice 

11. Virginia Reel 

12. Galop 

13. Waltz 


14. Waltz 



Waltz Oxford 




Seaside Polka 


Badger Gavotte 




Heel & Toe Polka 




Barn Dance 


Lady around the Lady 


Plain Quadrille 




Veleta Waltz 


Good-night Waltz 

EXTRAS 4> standard Quadrille 
5. Waltz (Stag) 



Thursday, June 15, 1944. Cloudy 

" This is your payday," said Mr. John B. Rice, speaking to 
graduates of the Wayside Inn Schools in the Martha-Mary Chapel this 
evening. "The pay" for four years of hard work being in the form of a 
diploma, explained Mr. Rice, Superintendent of Schools in Marlboro. This 
was an appealing note to the graduates, some of whom have been here eight 
years j David Howe, for instance, graduated from the Redstone School four 
years ago and tonight he graduated f^om the Southwest School. Parents and 
friends filled the Chapel to overflowing, chairs being provided for those 
who came in late. The music, as usual, played an important part in the 
program, with Miss Fisher at the organ. In closing, the whole congregation, 
including the three schools, rose to sing the strong words: 

"Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, 

And this be our motto :■* In God is our Trust 1 , 
And the S tar-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave 

O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave." 

Friday, June 16, 1944 Very Warm 

" Inn - er Thoughts " 

During these "Liberation Days", when the battlesof World War 
II are, perhaps, at their highest peak, it is hard to keep smiling. Yet 
smiles do their share towards winning the war and they don't cost a centl 
"If you can smile, you are helping to win the War," remarked a guest today. 

The baby lambs, now down from the Smithy Barn, make a pretty 
picture in the field across from the Inn. 

A great thrill to hear someone say, earnestly and sincerely, 
" I'd rather be here than any place I know." 

Saturday, June 17, 1944 Very Warm 

Another lovely wedding took place in our Martha - Mary 
Chapel this afternoon, when attractive Jane Way put aside her uniform of 
the Waves , for a few hours, to don a trailing white satin bridal gown. 
White laurel blossomed in each window of the Chapel as Jane walked down 
the aisle and later decorated the Inn dining room where a reception and 
tea followed the ceremony. The bride, now Mrs. Willard Lee Norman, is a 
Sudbury girl and attended our own Wayside Inn Schools. 



Sunday, JunelS, 1944 

Very Pleasant 

The presence of a number of fathers was noticeable today. Young 
fathers in uniform and those who were addressed as grandfathers. Some ladies 
whispered in our ear,"We are taking father out to dinner but he is paying the 
bill:" The dining room was filled from 12:00 noon until eight o'clock in the 

Monday, June 19, 1944 


The picture below shows men of the Army Air Corps singing the 
Air Corps song on the front steps of the Inn. A lovely Spring afternoon, 
seventy-five handsome young men, and a chorus of voices blended in perfect 
harmony " flying high into the sky ". 

Tuesday, June 20, 1944 



The father of Major Richard E. Ryan was a luncheon guest this 
noon and recounted proudly the War exploits of his distinguished son. One 
hundred and twenty-five missions in the African campaign is the record of 
this fighter pilot, now safely back in the U. S. A. Father's name is Clarence 
E. Ryan and the family home is in Worcester. 

A Second Lieutenant, whose home is in Marlboro, Mass., was a 
recent guest. "I'v travelled all over the United States since I left home 
two years ago," he said, "but this is my first visit to the Wayside Inn." He 
was spending a furlough at home. 




ednesday, June21, 1944 Mostly Rain 

The large dining room was the scene this evening of an unusual 
party which honored a beloved member of the Sodality of the Immaculate 
Conception Church in Marlboro. The honored guest was Mrs. Hanley who has 
been a member of the Sodality sixty years and President twelve years. In 
recognition of her services to the organization, a lovely picture of Mrs. 
Hanley, painted by a friend, was placed at one end of the room. Surrounding 
it was a large frame composed of sixty roses. Underneath this was a vase 
containing twelve roses to number the years of her presidency. Best of all 
was the fact that over one hundred and fifty women came to pay their respects 
to their fond friend and leader. A turkey dinner was served. 

Thursday, June 22, 19A4- Partly Cloudy 

Yesterday afternoon we were pleased to welcome Mr. and Mrs. Charles 
A. O'Keefe who arrived from Detroit to stay overnight. Mrs. O'Keefe is 
associated with Mr. Campsall's office and at the present time is enjoying a 
two weeks vacation. They arrived in Boston last Sunday. 

Recent Remarks 
Hostess to Guest ;"Was everything all right?" 

Guest; "Yes, everything was more than right I" 

Little Girl: "Thought I'd buy a postcard here to send to Daddy 
in India". 

Guest: "There is an atmosphere about this place which it never 

Friday, June 23, 1944 Partly Cloudy 

A wooden anniversary party was arranged tonight for an elderly 
couple, celebrating their Fifth Wedding Anniversary. The dinner was planned 
by Mr. and Mrs. Victor E. Peppard of Maynard, Mass. The table for nine on 
the porch took on a very festive air with its lovely flower - filled wooden 
bowl for a centerpiece. The guests, laughingly, found their places by 
scrutinizing the tiny place cards held in the arms of clothes pin dolls. 
These were cleverly fashioned by a member of the party from clothes pins, 
crepe paper, percale, pipe cleaners, a bit of cotton batting and the iise of 
paints . 



Saturday, June 24, 1944 Rain 

A rain storm nearing cloudburst proportions made this 
a dreary day with few guests to enliven the scene. In the 
evening however, a little ten year old brought in considerable 
joy and cheer. He had bright "red" hair and wore a light grey 
suit with cap to match. There was nothing bashful about this 
youngster. In a flash he had picked up the old blunderbuss - 
"You know they used to fire biscuits in tnis " he said. A 
watchful Daddy made the correction - "You don't mean biscuits, 
you mea^ bullets ". Piped the young man, "Certainly not, I mean 
biscuits!" Then he ran to the Bar-room - "Is this a living-room 
or is it a kitchen? I can't tell" he queried. And so on through 
the house. He could be heard upstairs and down, question after 



Sunday, June 25, 1944 Cloudy- 

Dark clouds hovered around a peeping sun all day. Nevertheless, 
many ventured forth from their homes to partake of Sunday dinner at the 
Wayside Inn. At twelve o'clock noon, a busload of Wacs arrived to be shown 
through the house. They enjoyed it and afterwards came to the Bar to buy 
books and postcards. "It's an experience, being here", said one of them. 
"All we have in my part of the country is the old Mississippi River." She 
was from St. Louis. 

Monday, June 26, 1944 Partly Cloudy 

Over thirty men connected with the Raytheon Manufacturing 
Company filed into the large dining room this evening where a full course 
dinner was served. Raytheon is one of the largest War Industrial Plants 
in this vicinity. Several of the group tonight were Navy officers from 

Tuesday, June 27, 1944 Very Warm 

A darling little girl with blond braids, sparkling eyes and 
rosy cheeks - so reminiscent of our own Mary-Lambers - came to dinner 
with her mother, father, and older sister tonight. A friendly, interest- 
ing group were they: the Eaton family, summering at Swampscott, Mass. 
Little Alice Lee attended Green Lane Academy for two years and wished 
that she lived near enough now to go to our Mary Lamb School. She was 
quite thrilled with her new possession, "The Story of Mary's Little Lamb", 
and clasped it tightly as she left. 

Wednesday, June 28. 1944 Pleasant 

The weather was not in the least suggestive of Valentine's Day, 
yet the afternoon was spent in looking over some old valentines. These were 
presented by Miss Marion Emerson of Worcester who will, at some future time, 
publish a book on old valentines. Here is a small wreath made of hair, with 
blue silk bow attached. It is carefully placed on a light blue fringed paper 
on which are written these words: "Keep this for my sake and remember me". 
Others are of the fancy lace paper type. Some sweetheart of a by-gone day 
must have been thrilled to find this verse printed within a flowered wreath 
on a tiny red card. 

"Words alone cannot unfold 

The love I bear for thee 

For thou art more precious far 

Than costly gems to me." 
Hiss Emerson kindly picked these sentimental messages from her 
own private collection. She chose those associated with Sudbury and vicinity. 



lursday, June 29, 1944 Very Warm 

This next- to the-last day. of June was an extremely warm one, with 
the thermometer reaching nearly one hundred degrees. Men guests were in shirt 
sleeves, while several women carried old-fashioned fans. "I don't care if this 
fan is. out of date", said one of our female guests, as she fanned herself 
vigorously .Four house guestf, fresh off the train from New York, declared they 
were almost at the melting point, as they entered the Bar-room. 

Friday, June 30, 1944 Cooler 

Every now and then, a guest will remember having seen Ole Bull. 
Such v/as the case today when the musician's name was mentioned as having been 
one of the characters in the "Tales of a Wayside Inn". A house guest, Mr. 
George H. Pfeiffer, heard the musician play at the Academy of Music in Phila- 
delphia. But Mr. Pfeiffer was only ten years old at the time and doesn't 
remember much about it. This reminded another guest of a friend in Montclair, 
New Jersey, who is a direct descendant of Ole Bull. The friend is studying 
music in New York. 

Saturday, July 1, 1944 Pleasant 

In reviewing the weeks' activities, the name John H. Hyde, from 
Biddeford, Maine, seems to stand out. He spent a few days here this we.^k, 
working on his manuscript and has now taken it to his publishers in New York. 
The book will cover the years 1870 through 1930; the period in one man's life 
spent in both Africa and Russia. The Russian Revolution in 1916 is brought 
into the tale. We here at the Inn do not know the title of his book but will 
be anxiously awaiting its publication. 



Sunday, July 2, 1944 Pleasant 

A bride in billowy white loveliness and a groom in trim white Naval 
attire is the memory-picture we have of Thursday's wedding in the Martha-Mary 
Chapel. It took place at seven in the evening, with about two hundred friends 
and relatives of the couple in attendance. Both are well-known in this community. 
Marilyn Field, the bride, formerly lived on the Wayside Inn Estate, and the groom 
is the son of Mr. and Mrs. Carlton W. Ellms of South Sudbury. To further enhance 
the wedding scene, were two bridesmaids and a maid of honor. Also a best man and 
four ushers. A reception followed the ceremony at the home of the bride's parents, 
Briardale Farm, Concord. 

Monday, July 3, 1944 Very Pleasant 

This holiday weekend has been made more enjoyable by the presence of 
good weather and Miss 7 lizabeth Graham. Miss Graham works in Cambridge and 
several times has come to the Inn for a vacation, Saturday, she brought a friend 
and yesterday another friend joined them. The three will stay over Independence 
Day. Incidentally, Miss Graham works for a candy company and kindly presented 
the hostesses with some delicious chocolates, another contributing factor to- 
wards a pleasant weekend. 

Tuesday, July 4, 1944 Pleasant 

No firecrackers disturbed the peace and quiet of this old Inn on Indep- 
endence Day 1944* In the afternoon, however, there was a little flurry of excite- 
ment caused by the arrival of a stagecoach. It happened to be a Wayside Inn Coach 
returning from the parade in Sudbury, Several guests exclaimed over it and soon a dozen 
dozen or more had gathered around it; among them, a returned missionary from 
China. She had been around the world but had never ridden in a four-wheeled coach 
made by Abbott and Dowing of Concord, N.H. She asked the driver if she could 
ride. One by one they piled in- a few old ladies, some young girls and a man, Two 
small boys climbed to the driver's seat and off they went - up the dusty road by 
the barn and then a turn towards the Redstone School. A clatter of horses' hoofs 
and the coach with its passengers peering from every window approached the front 
step of the Inn. Here were the Inn folk, ready with hearty greetings and gaiety, 
to help the "passengers" out. The horses were sweaty and the coachman's face a bright 
red. A by-gone day had returned. 


Wednesday, July 5, 1944 Very Pleasant 

A tired looking family, dressed in summar gardening clothes, came in 
late this afternoon for dinner. "Yes, we've been working in the garden," said 
Father. Then he went on to explain that "Brad", the eight year old member of the 
family, drives their Ford-Ferguson Tractor. He shifts gears, drives it in and 
out of the barn and finds it very easy to operate. Brad started running the 
tractor a year ago when he was only seven. 


Thursday, J *ly 6, 19U Very Warm 

A British flyer, one time guest at the Inn, wrote a friendly 
letter received today. "Have you ever considered how lucky you are", he 
asks, "to live where you do or do you just take it for granted? '-The beauty 
of the Wayside Inn is that it can afford to give the world the go-bye." 
Sgt, Gaunt ends by saying, "I shall have to close, as I am flying tonight 
and its usually quite a scuffle." 

Friday, July 7, 1944 Warm 

Wayside Wayfarers 

He pulled an old half -dime out of his pocket. Exactly half a 

dime in size, the coin was dated I884. 

She was dressed in a cotton pinafore, same cut, same material 

as that worn by her mother. The dress was pink, like her cheeks. She 
looked like a china doll. 

Saturday, July 8, 1944 Very Warm 

The house is a color scheme of pink and white. Pink and white 
cosmos from our own cut-flower garden have put in their annual appearance 
and are used for decoration in the dining room. In the front of the house, 
several bowls have been filled with pink roses from the Bowker's garden; 
various shades of pink, and occasionally, a deep red rose of velvety 
texture. These good friends, Mr. and Mrs. Bowker, were here again tonight, 
bringing a basket full of lovely roses for our pleasure and for the 
pleasure of the guests. Much admired are the little "Tom Thumb" and 
"Pixie" roses, which stand up straight in their tiny bottles on the shelf 
behind the Bar. Many guests ask, "Are they real?" Sometimes, the color 
and beauty of our flowers overshadow interest in the Inn itself. 


Sunday, July 9, 1944 Very Warm 

After preaching to a large congregation this morning at Tremont 
Temple, Dr. Walter D. Kallenbach drove here with friends for Sunday dinner. 
He is totally blind, yet entered with a firm, sure step and head held high; 
an inspiration to all the "seeing" eyes around him. Best known as the Blind 
Evangelist, Dr. Kallenbach has also made a name for himself, since becoming 
blind, as a musician and author. And he is a connoisseur of roses, being 
National Counselor at Large for the American Rose Society. He told of being 
in Detroit and of his interest in what Mr. Ford is doing for blind employees. 
Friends and hostesses helped Dr. Kallenbach enjoy his visit and were pleased 
when he suggested reading the "'-L'ales of a Wayside Inn" in Braille. 

Monday, July 10, 1944 Very TVarm 

Evening dinner guests at the Inn tonight enjoyed their dinners 
more than usual, we expect, for were they not safe for av&le from Nature's 
barbarous display just outside their comfortable quarters" on the porch? 
While giants played "ten-pins" in the sky and stabbed viciously at the 
clouds with pitchforks of flame to make them flood the earth and its people 
below, Inn-mates were safe and dry. What beautiful, yet terrifying, splendor 
Nature produces in a thunderstorm! What a lovely, fresh, wet-washed world 
she leaves in its wakel 

Tuesday, July 11, 1944 Very Warm 

Dinner Party 

Lieutenant from Los Angeles. California 

"Yes, I like New England very much. At least the weather isn't 
monotonous like it is in California ( pleasant all the time, of course!)." 

Lieutenant from Detroit, Michigan 

"That chicken was good - which goes to prove that the way to a 
man's heart is still through his stomach. That is not an old-fashioned 
or an exploded theory." 

Lieutenant from Atlanta, Georgia 

"Last time I came to the Inn was in 1938, when I copied the verse 
from"Keramos" on the Longfellow jug. I liked it because I'm a ceramic 


Wednesday, July 12, 1944 Very Warm 

The weather is anything but suggestive of a fire on the hearth. Or 
does it suggest one by its terrific heat? Anyway, the mail today brought 
this poem which has its appeal even in midsummer. 

The Old-Time Fire 

Talk about yer buildin's 

That's het up by steam 

Give me the old oak fire 

Where the old folks used to dream; 
The rickety dog-irons, 

One-sided as could be; 
The ashes banked with 'taters 

That was roastin' there for me; 
The dog on one side, drowsin' , 
, Or barkin 1 nigh the door; 
The kitten cut tin 1 capers 

With the knittin' on the floor. 
An' me, a little tow-head, 

By mammy's side at night, 
With both my cheeks a-burnin' 

From the red flames leapin' bright. 
These steam-het buildin's make me 

Jest weary fer the blaze 
That was a heap more comfortable 

In my childhood's nights and days. 
An' I'd give the finest heater 

In the buildin's het by steam 
Fer the old-time chimbley corner 

Where the old folks used to dream! 

Frank L. Stanton 

Thursday, July 13, 1944 Very Warm 

Many things and many people will contribute towards making post-war 
America internationally minded. Already this fact is noticeable among our 
guests. Boys returning from foreign parts teiK enthusiastically about the 
natives on remote Pacific Islands or of friends they have made in Capetown, 
South Africa. Today, an American Army Officer spotted the large Chinese punch 
bowl in the dining room. He examined the Chinese characters on it, then 
translated easily." A friendly person, one who is amiable and kindly towards 
all." Now, our beautiful old punch bowl has become a symbol of international 
goodwill and friendship. 


Friday, July 14, 1944- Warm 

The death of Colonel Theodore Roosevelt has sent us searching for 
his signature and the date he visited the Inn. He is registered in the Special 
Guest Book this way: 

Theodore Roosevelt, Col. 26th Inf. 
Sept. 6, 1941 

At that time, Colonel Roosevelt was stationed at Fort Devens, Mass., 
and dropped in here for dinner; a very friendly, democratic gentleman. The 
Boston Herald, in an editorial, says that those who knew him will read 
sympathetically the words of his commanding General; "The most gallant soldier, 
officer and gentleman I ever knew." 

Saturday, July 15, 1944- Pleasant 

Sojourning in Sudbury this summer is Mrs. Enrico Caruso, widow of 
the singer. She came for dinner this evening with friends and is most 
attractive; young looking, with blond hair, and she talks freely about her 
life and family. Gloria, now 23 years old, has married recently and to an 
American - which, evidently, pleases her mother. Mrs. Caruso is, of course, 
a refugee from Italy and with her is Mrs. Margaret Anderson, concert pianist 
and writer, also a refugee. Both expect to frequent the Inn during their stay 
with friends in this small New England town. They expressed pleasure in the 
atmosphere of the Inn with its antique furnishings and literary association. 


Sunday July 16, 194-4 Pleasant 

Seventeenth century lighting devices have their appeal; Betty lamp:, 
rush holders and pewter candlesticks. The picture of Abraham Lincoln comes to 
mind with the flickering flame from the hearth shedding light upon his open 
book. Today, another kind of artificial light, used in an early time, was 
described. A gentleman told of a large copper ball which was kept highly 
polished in his great grandmother's house. The ball spread light all around 
the room and was used on long winter evenings when darkness encompassed the 
farm houses in Queen's County, Nova Scotia. The guest recalled his fascinatior. 
for the shining ball when, as a boy, he visited his maternal ancestor's home. 

Monday, July 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Thirty ladies from the Women's Relief Corps in Scituate, Mass. were 
here for a day's outing and at noontime gathered on the porch for luncheon. 
In the afternoon, several played cards, while others walked to the Mill, Chapel, 
and Schoolhouse. A few sat under the trees on the lawn. Y/hen four o'clock 
came, they asked for a refreshing drink of ice water and prepared themselves 
for the ride home in a chartered bus. This was not their first visit. Other 
good times at the Inn were recalled and talked about in a sentimental way. 

Tuesday, July 13, 194-4- Pleasant 

Guests have registered recently from the following foreign soil. 
Canada, Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, England, New Zealand, New Brunswick, China, 
Japan, Hawaii, Domican Republic, British West Indies, South America, Denmark, 
Norway and Mexico. 

To add to this list, representatives of forty-one of our forty- 
eight states have visited the Inn this summer so far. 

Wednesday, July 19, 194.4- easant 

Other Bowkers in Worcester are Mr. and Mrs. Harold S. Bowker, who 
come to the Inn less frequently than Mr. and Mrs. Charles W. Bowker, but who 
are, nevertheless, very fond of the Inn. They have a family of four boys, 
three of whom are in the service. . Tonight, the proud parents told about 
son Gordon, who has recently received the Purple Heart decoration. Gordon is 
a devotee of the Inn and it is pleasant to know of his heroism and of his 
rapid rise to the top. He is now attached to General Nimitz's Staff. A picture, 
produced from his mother's pocketbook, shows Gordon as a mature, handsome, 
young man, with an expression of earnest determination upon his face. 


Thursday, July 20, 1944- Pleasant 

Rehearsals are going forward every day for the radio program to be 
broadcast from the Martha-Mary Chapel starting f.ugust 13th. Mr. Theodore Toll 
from the Blue Network and Mr. W.A.Robinson from Pontiac, Michigan and Mr. C. 
Frazzini from Dearborn, Michigan are here to plan the announcing and technical 
details. They have made several favorable comments regarding the songs and 
recitations to be given by our children. It is hoped that the Wayside Inn 
program will carry on the fine example set by the children in the Dearborn 
and Georgia schools. Many guests express their enjoyment of this Sunday evening 
feature . 

Friday, July 21,1944. Pleasant 

For the past four months, the Wayside Inn folk have been looking 
forward to the Crosby wedding. It is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon at five 
o'clock in the Martha-Mary Chapel. Today, the John U. Crosby family arrived 
from Milwaukee. The bride-to-be, Marthann, is a direct lineal descendant of 
the Howe family. It was her grandmother's wish that she be married at the 
famous old Howe Tavern in Sudbury. Father Crosby wrote a letter and arrangements 
were made for the whole bridal party to be accommodated here. Also arriving 
from New York today, was the groom, Lt. William Schneider, Jr., and his family. 
The party numbers eight so far. Tomorrow, more will come and a dinner for 
eighteen is planned to follow the wedding ceremony. 

Saturday, July 22, 1944. Pleasant 

A local florist and cakemaker were called upon hastily to do their 
share towards making the Crosby wedding a success. The weather man smiled, 
and a nearby clergyman donned his robe. Miss Fisher was at the organ in the 
Chapel promptly at five o'clock. The Chapel bell resounded over the hills and 
vales of the Inn estate, as the bride entered, gowned in white with a short train. 
A veil flowed becomingly from her dark hair. The groom was slightly taller 
than his bride and very straight, being an officer in the Signal Corps. 
Adelaide Crosby was her sister's maid of honor and looked very beautiful as her 
father gave his older daughter away. Both mothers looked beautiful too. The 
only regret to slightly mar the occasion was the fact that grandmother Crosby 
could not be present. It was she who had cherished the drelfiimof having her 
granddaughter married here. "She is with us in spirit, even if she is way back 
home in Milwaukee", said Mr. Crosby, as he glanced at the dainty place cards 
made for the wedding dinner by the absent grandmother. And there were other 
absentee guests as the party assembled around the long table ; friends of the 
bride who were unable to make the long trip from Wisconsin and buddies of the 
groom stationed at his post in Tampa, Florida. They, too, were here in spirit 
to congratulate the happy couple, as were several Howe ancestors - Samuel, 
David, Ezekiel and Lyman. 


Sunday, July 23, 1944- Very pleasant 

A tall basket filled with white lilies and 
long stemmed gladiolas told the story of yesterday's 
wedding to many of the guests who, today, walked into 
the old Parlor. The basket was brought from the Chapel 
shortly after the ceremony and placed in front of the 
Parlor fireplace and under the Howe coat-of -arms . All 
day it has been a reminder that one of the "Howes" was 
married in the MarthaMary Chapel of the Wayside Inn. 
Lyman Howe smiled upon it from his gilt frame on the 
wall and Mr. Longfellow, across the room, bestowed his 
blessing with kindly expression on his pictured face. 
Memories of the lovely bride, who came all the way 
from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, lingered as her parents 
Mr. and Mrs. J,o~hn U. Crosby, prepared to leave. They 
carried with them a few white stalks from the flower 
filled basket. 

Monday, July 24, 1944 Pleasant 

An English gentleman was so charmed with the 
Inn upon his arrival for dinner last evening that he 
decided to stay overnight. "I already have a room 
reserved for me in Boston and one in New York, but I 
cannot resist the temptation of staying here for just one 
night" he said. Other house guests and hostesses 
enjoyed the cultured English accent of this alert little 
gentleman. Also his enthusiasm for things old and 
traditional in America. He was especially pleased with 
the Mary Lamb School house and walked over to see it 
before returning to his hotel in Boston. 

Tuesday, July 25, 1944 Partly cloudy 

A luncheon guest contributed today's item for 
the Diary. He was a 'teen aged boy who is definitely 
a hero worshipper. The hero being the boy's father who 
has just returned safely from a secret mission in the South 
Pacific War area. The words came fast as the boy recounted 
his father's story; "He was tossed into a stormy, raging 
sea. He clung to a rope so long that it cut his hands and 
they bled. He thought surely the sharks would get him, but 
added thefe- boy hurrialy, " my father said he had done his work 
well and he had made his Will the way he wanted it so he was 
willing to go". This noble . thought and the boy's pride in 
telling it certainly deserve a place in this historic journal. 


Wednesday, July 26, 1944 Pleasant 

Did you ever live or visit in a fascinating foreign 
country? Tonight, dinner guests, Mr. and Mrs. John Wilson 
gave a glowing account of the years they had lived and worked 
abroad. They spent three years in a little seaport town on 
the Red Sea in South Africa. Life in Africa, at least in the 
white colonies, is inclined to be a social one, since house- 
wives there are able to hire natives to work very cheaply. 
Thus the wives have many leisure hours. Mrs. Wilson pointed 
out, however, that this easy life leads one to become rather 
lazy and unprepared for the hurry and bustle of "work-day" 
America. One of the Wilson's daughters was born there in the 
little town and hope& to go back sometime - "but just for a 
visit" - she added hastily. 

Thursday, July 27, 1944 Pleasant 


See next page - 


Thursday, July 27, 19U 

Fourth of July Parade, Sudbury 

Redstone Schoolhouse 

Old Jim hitched to the Irish Cart 

Little Ralphie Sennott atop the stagecoach 


Friday, July 28, 1944 Partly cloudy 

Dropping in recently to say Hello 1 : 

Miss Marian Emerson from Worcester, still gathering 
material for articles *he will write in the near 
future about the Inn. 

Mrs. Gross who lives in the Italian villa on the 
Framingham Road. She is entertaining her relatives 
(and our house-guests), Mrs. J. R. Murnan, Mrs. 
Charming Richards and Charming Junior from Washington, 
D. C. 

Mr. and Mrs. John U. Crosby who are still in this 
vicinity visiting friends. They expressed appreciation 
again for the lovely setting which the Inn provided 
for their daughter's wedding. 

Mr. Albert Haynes, dancing master, who is spending the 
Summer months as Recreational Director in a War 
Industries plant. 

Saturday, July 29, 1944 Pleasant 

Another small wedding took place in the Martha-Mary 
Chapel at 7 o'clock this evening when Miss Marjorie Emerson 
became the bride of Ensign S. Douglas Leighton. Only ten 
guests were present, they being the Immediate relatives of 
the couple. Following the ceremony a steak dinner was 
served on the dining porch of the Inn, the minister and his 
wife, Rev. and Mrs. Knight of Framingham Center, and the 
bride and groom making a party of fourteen guests. Before 
leaving the wedding cake was cut and names of the happy 
coupe were inscribed in our Wedding register book. 



Sunday, July 30, 1944 Pleasant 

"I have just eaten the best Sunday morning Breakfast 
in America!" exclaimed Mr. Robert F. Duncan, house-guest, as 
he emerged from the dining room early this morning. It is good; 
a choice of fruit, cereal, fresh eggs, bacon, ham, toast, 
muffins, pancakes, coffee. Mr. Hooker from Framingham very often 
drops in for Sunday morning breakfast. In his opinion, Breakfast 
is the best meal served here. This is just between ourselves, 
of course. The slogan, however, would certainly be a good one for 
advertising purposes - "The best Sunday morning Breakfast in America I" 

Mohday, July 31, 1944 Pleasant 

A romantic looking old envelope with faded blue stamp 
and confining a lace paper valentine has come today as a gift for 
Mr. Ford's birthday. The giver is Miss Marian Emerson who will 
someday publish a book on "Old Valentines". On the reverse side of 
the Valentine are the embossed initials N. E. V. Co., meaning 
New England Village Company. This was the second company in America 
to make these sentimental little missives. The company was owned 
and operated by Job Taft and the valentines were made inhis house 
near the railroad station. New England Village fifty years ago 
changed its name to Grafton (Massachusetts). Job Taft was a typical 
Yankee and related to Caleb Taft of blacksmith fame. Caleb's shop 
is preserved in the Edison Museum. Thus the valentine has several 
interesting associations . 

Tuesday, August 1, 1944 Very warm 

Arriving yesterday were Mr. and Mrs. John W. Thompson 
from Dearborn who will stay a week or more. They are quiet and un- 
assuming people and have expressed a genuine interest in things old 
and his toric. A trip to Concord is on their schedule besides a 
thorough tour of the Inn. 

Wednesday, August 2, 1944 Very warm 

Wearing apparel - Summer 1944 

Flowers and bows instead of hats 
Neckties with lambs that gambol on them 
Slack suits 
Men's hats with bright red bands 

Sheer black stockings (one pair) 
Aluminum jewelry 

Geese flying on a cotton dress 

Garden overalls 


Thursday, August 3, 1944 Very warm 

A Birthday celebration for Mrs. Enrico Caruso began 
today when daughters Gloria and Jacqueline arrived from flew York. 
Also here to celebrate is Mrs. Margaret Anderson, former com- 
panion to Mrs. JJaeterlink. The party of four will stay in the 
Garden and ^erusa rooms until Monday. Large and small boxes 
beautifully done up in blue and sliver wrappings have been carried 
to the rooms and plans have been made for an enjoyable get-together 
with "the children" as Mrs. Caruso fondly terms her grown-up girls. 

Friday, August 4, 1944 Very warm 

Can after can of zenias, cosmos, scabiosa and salpiglossis 
have come in from the garden to be arranged in pewter bowls, 
pottery jugs and glass, vases. Miss Fisher has charge of this op- 
eration and receives many compliments from the guests as to her 
artistic ability. Perhaps the word "operation" is not exactly 
fitting, but certainly the filling of the recepticles and removing 
the old flowers is quite laborious. The results, however, seem 
well worth the effort. This week there is an abundance of pink ; 
all shades of rose, pink and lavender are used in picturesque 
bouquets. One is tempted to use paint and brushes. 

Saturday, August 5, 1944 Very Warm 

A lovely bride in a cool- looking sheer whits gown and 
long misty veil graced the Inn grounds today. Surrounded by her 
three pretty auburn-haired bridesmaids, unusually gowned in white, 
too, with accents of pale blue in the head-dresses and old-fashioned 
nosegay bouquets, she was the center of many admiring glances from 
friends and relatives. After the bridal group had laughingly posed 
for the camera enthusiasts, the party of over one hundred guests 
adjourned to the Ballroom where a reception was held. Later, they 
filed into the Large Dining Room where a five-tiered wedding cake - 
the most elaborate one the Inn has ever seen - made a perfect 
centerpiece for the bridal table and a perfect setting for Ruth Fahey, 
the bride, of Waltham, and Arthur Jones, the groom, of the United 
States Army. 


Sunday, August 6, 1944 Pleasant 

Many suggestions have been made regarding the 
preservation of the Wayside Inn; it might someday be 
moved to Greenfield Village. Not yet, however, has any- 
one suggested that the Inn be moved to Siberia! But 
Siberia may, in the not too distant future, become the 
last resting place for all historic relics. There, deep 
underground, where the soil is perpetually frozen, animals 
and later humans have been found in a perfect state of 
preservation. Everything buried in the frozen crust has 
been wonderfully kept, eventhe fibers of wood have not 
deteriorated. A Russian scientist Professor M. Sumorin 
proposes to build an underground museum in Siberia and con- 
tends that thousands of feears hence, a sample of domestic 
life in the twentieth century can be fully pictured; 
furniture and furnishings, garments, animals and manuscripts, 
The frozen earth varies from three and a half to 1, 312 feet 
deep. Will our- dear old Inn eventually be buried? 

Monday, August 7, 194-4- Cloudy 

A remarkable memory displayed itself today as a 
guest, who had not been here for twenty years, asked about 
certain chairs and tables - "I remember a chair here", she 
said, "and didn't you have a table there?" In fact, she 
remembered almost every piece of furniture in every room! 
She spoke of the Inn during Mr. Lemon's ownership and called 
his arrangement of furniture a "hodge-podge". "I like to 
find things in the same places" remarked this bright little 
woman. Her home is in South Dakota and a trip to New England, 
if made only once in twenty years is, we should say, a very 
memorable occasioni 

Tuesday, August 3, 1944 Pleasant 

A Captain and a Colonel breezed into the Bar-room 
recently and asked for the Parson of Woburn. "Is this where 
he worked and is this where the wounded were brought in?" 
Somewhere these two Medical Corps men had read of a country 
parson who, at the time of the Revolutionary War, had admin- 
istered medical aid to the sick and wounded at a Sudbury 
tavern. "Yes, and he married a couple here at the same time" 
they said. Unfortunately neither one could remember where 
he had read such a story, but both declared it to be true and 
insisted that the Wayside Inn was famous for its "Parson of 
Woburn" . 


Wednesday, August 9, 1944 Pleasant 

A farewell gesture, very pleasing to the hostesses, 
was made today by Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Thompson of Dearborn. 
After a stay of ten days they presented each hostess with a 
box of candy. 

Thursday, August 10, 1944 Pleasant 

Another Dearborn arrival today; Mr. Earl Tank who 
will help direct the Martha-Mary Chapel program to be heard 
on the Blue Network radio broadcast next Sunday evening. 
Rehearsels for the broadcast are being held daily and invi- 
tations have gone out to friends and neighbors. It is hoped 
that the Chapel will be filled for the first and three 
succeeding Sunday evenings. 

Friday, August 11, 1944 Pleasant 

"This is to certify that I Ephraim Smith have re- 
ceived of Jacob Reeves one of the Selectmen of Sudbury a gun 
and bayonet " - so reads the promise signed on April 17, 1775 
which hangs in the Bar-room. A guest became interested and 
has sent in a brief biography of Jacob Reeve which appears in 
a pamphlet containing historical sketches of Wayland. From 
this we learn that Jacob Reeves was of "Reeves Tavern" which 
stood on Reeves Hill. Here the farmers from Framingham, South- 
boro, Hopkinton and even from more westerly parts of the state 
were wont to rest and relax on their way with produce for the 
Boston market. "Squire Jake" was an Innkeeper who, the account 
says, often felt obliged to shake his head not in anger, but 
in sorrow when a glass too much was called for. Thanks to 
Mr. Thomas Adams this information adds considerable interest to 
our Historical file. 

Saturday, August 12, 1944- Pleasant, very warm 


Mr. and Mrs. Frank B. Nay and two friends drove down 
from Exeter, New Hampshire to have dinner here last Tuesday. 
Mr. Nay is Clerk of the Probate Court in Exeter and drives a 
beautiful green Lincoln Zeypher. 

Monday last a Birthday part,> "iuen in honor of a 
Mr. Ellis of Waltham, Mass. Nineteen fr:. 1 ng 

"Happy 3irthdayto you" as they adjourned from a long, festive 
looking table in the old Dining room. 

A visit from Jerry Wood, Wayside Inn Boys School '.. 
now a Corporal in the Army Air Corps. To be specific, Jerry 
s Ball turret gunner. 


Sunday, August 13, 1944 

Very warm 

On this very warm mid-summer evening, activity 
was centered at the lovely Martha-Mary Chapel. Fifteen 
minutes before eight o'clock about two hundred guests were 
seated in the main auditorium of the building to hear 
children of the Wayside Inn schools "go on the air". When 
the signal was given at eight o'clock, the chorus started 
with the Doxology. Then followed "Come Thou Almighty King" 
Several recitations were given including "Mary Had a Little 
Lamb". Promptly at eight-fifteen, the program ended; the 
announcer saying with his best radio voice, "This is the Blue 
Network". The programs which will be continued for the next 
three Sundays, are under the general heading "Greenfield Chorus" 
and are presented by Mr. and Mrs. Ford to a national radio 

Wayside Inn Ochools 

Ijliapel uervice Broadcast 

i'lartna-i'lary (jliapel 

Ooutli ouabury, rlassacnusetts 

Sunday, August 13, 1944 - 8.00 P. M. 



Monday, August 14, 1944 

Very warm 

Stopping here for a short time yesterday was 
Mr. William A. Wolf of Lancaster, Pennsylvania and of "Who's 
Who" which says that Mr. Wolf is a musical director and founder 
of the Wolf Institute of Music. He is also an editor and 
critic and studied music in Dresden, Berling and Leipzig. Mr . 
Wolf was here too and incidentally the couple were celebrating 
their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. 


Tuesday, August 15, 1944 Very warm 

Another distinguished visitor, also a musician, was 
a member of Miss Emerson's luncheon party today. She was 
Dr. Stella Owsley, Editor of the "Southwestern Musician" and 
teacher of music at the Texas State College for Women. Dr. 
Owsley was appreciative of the Longfellow spinet and exclaimed 
over tis beauty as a piece of furniture as well as its value 
as an old musical instrument. Others in the group were well 
known musicians and writers from Worcester, but attention was 
focused on Dr. Owsley who was the guest of honor. 

Wednesday, August 16, 194-4 Very warm 

Children's Chatter 

Small boy clutching his father's hand as he entered: 
"Are we going to see Mr. Ford, Daddy?" 

Tiny, pig tailed child of three reciting her name and 
address, but not remembering her age. 

Blond little nnouncing, as she arrived with 
mother ar other ( much inte - 
in the Inn fjirnishings) , 
" I came to J her Iambi" 


Thursday, August 17, 1944 Very warm 

A new edition of Longfellow' s poems has come to our 
attention, published in 194-3 by the Heritage Press and edited 
and selected by Louis Untermeyer. It is beautifully printed and 
strikingly illustrated with wood- engravings by Boyd Hanna. The 
Editor's introduction states that - "Longfellow, at his best, 
is a poet close "the heart of America, entitled to its affection 
and worthy of its pride. Stories flowed from him as from a 
New England mountain spring, musically, inexhaustibly. His 
ballads, made of rugged homespun, have outworn smarter fashions. 
His lyrics never fail to communicate a twilight peace; the mood 
of dusk deepening into darkness, the congenial lamp, the com — 
forting book, the children's hour, the hour for the hearth and 
"the humbler poet". 

Friday, August 18, 1944- Cooler 

What part can an old Inn play in a great War? Some 
say it is just an old building standing by the side of the road. 
One answer to the question came today when a lonely mother arrived. 
Many times she recalled her sailor son, now overseas. "He came 
here when a little boy" she said, "and he always loved the place". 
She spoke as if he had gone away for ever and perhaps he has - - 
His last letter was dated May 14 th Mother's Day. "I've cried 
until I can't cry any more" confided our guest who, today, was very 
brave indeed. Thus the Inn, standing here for over two hundred and 
fifty years serves its War, as well as peace-time purpose. It is 
a refuge and shelter for the lonely in spirit and the brave of 
heart. Just another old house by the side of the road? Milton's 
lines come to mind: 

"They also serve who only stand and 

Saturday, August 19, 1944- Cooler 

Mrs. R. E. Strong of Hopkinton, Mass. was pleasantly 
surprised this afternoon when she discovered that her own house 
in Hopkinton was built by John Howe, a son of Samuel who built the 
Wayside Inn. Mrs. Strong knew that her's was a Howe house. It was 
built in the early part of the 18th century and by someone related 
to the Wayside Inn family. The Howe geneology, from the shelves 
of our library, supplied the information that Mrs. Strong's Howe 
was John and that he lived in Hopkinton. 


Sunday, August 20, 1944 


This is the time of year for Summer tourists. 
This August Sunday was reminiscent of pre-War days. The 
register listed many out-of-state guests, large groups 
were conducted through the Inn and the admission column 
on the Daily Summary card was black with "admissions paid" 
A cross section of the country was represented by the 
following list of places: 

Jonesboro, Arkansas 
Mayfield, Kentucky 
DesMoins, Iowa 
Red Bank, New Jersey 
Muskegan, Michigan 
Charlotte, North Carolina 
Berkeley, California 
Bogard, Missouri 

Birmingham, Alabama 
MiaRi, Florida 
Baltimore, Maryland 
Montpelier, Vermont 
Lockport, New York 
Cameron, Texas 
Mignon, Pennsylvania 
Pascoag, Rhode Island 

Monday, August 21, 1944- 


Jones, McDuffie and Stratton have been china 
dealers in Boston for years and years. Here New Englanders 
have stocked their cupboards ith fine domestic as well as 
imported china. The firm has often commissioned English 
and European china makers with special orders. Mr. John Conley, 
guest today, told of spending his time, since 1887, in this 
particular department. He explained a special order made by 
Wedgwood. It was for three or four thousand tiles on which a 
scene of the Wayside Inn appeared. The tiles were made in 
several different colors, green and blue in particular, and the 
picture was made from a copper plate engraving. Undoubtedly 
many of these tiles are hidden away in over-flowing china closets, 
Mr. Conley promised to investigate some of the old shelves at 
Jones, McDuffie and Stratton to see if he could find one of the 
tiles for the Wayside Inn collection. 


Tuesday, August 22, 1944 Pleasant 

A quiet wedding took place in the Martha-Mary 
Chapel at four o'clock this afternoon when Miss Eloise L. 
Roberts of Farmington, New Hampshire became the bride of 
Mr. Alfred M. Braga of Hudson, Mass. Miss Fisher played the 
organ as the couple were joined in marriage. After the 
ceremony afternoon tea was served on the dining porch to 
fifteen guests. 

Wednesday, August 23, 1944 Pleasant 

It is gratifying to have a letter from Mr. John 
Crosby of Milwaukee stating that the marriage of his daughter 
Marthann which occurred at the Martha Mary Chapel in July was 
a delightful event in every particular. It will be remembered 
that the wedding was planned here because of the fact that 
the bride was a direct descendant of the Howe family. Mr. 
Crosby is very flattering in his letter regarding the way in 
which details of the wedding were handled. He compliments 
the entire Inn staff for the courteous treatment given his party, 

Thursday, August 24, 1944 Pleasant 

A recent visitor in the uniform of a second lieuten- 
ant turned out to be John McNeill, actor. Not an actor of any 
importance, he said, but a member of a stock company which 
played at a Summer theatre in New England several summers ago. 
At that time Mr. Mc Neill visited the Inn and this week while 
recuperating from an arm wound, wanted to bring his wife to see 
the place which he had remembered so pleasantly. His wife is a 
western girl and Mr. McNeill, previous to being in the Army, 
made his home in Hollywood. He played in the movies, minor parts, 
and one summer was associated with Orson Welles. When he returns 
to civilian life, Mr. Mc Neill expects to continue his stage 

Friday, August 25, 1944 Pleasant 

Once in a very great while the Inn-ers hold a party 
among themselves; not large, elaborate parties, but small, in- 
formal get -togethers wh> ch usually take place at unexpected and 
unplanned- for times; times in-between guests and telephone calls. 
Such a little gaiety happened this morning when someone arrived 
with three bananas. Bananas being scarce, the occasion called 
for a party. Agnes built a fire in the dining room fireplace and 
gathered in front of it were three of us; each with a banana and 
a little fun and laughter to go with it. 


Saturday, August 26, 194-4 Cold 

Huddled in a corner of the Bar-room after Luncheon 
today were four people, all speaking a foreign language. It 
was Portugese. But in broken English they identified themselves, 
Mr. and Mrs. Ruy T. Guerra are making their home in Boston 
while Mr. Guerra serves as Portugese Consul General there and 
Mr. and Mrs. A. C. B. Pinto, he a doctor of medicine studying 
at the Massachusetts General Hospital. All were enthusiastic 
about the Inn and asked for a quotation from the "Tales" to be 
written in the books they purchased as souveniers. 


Sunday, August 27, 1944 Pleasant 

Little footsteps came running up the walk followed 
by fond parents. At the doorstep, the child stopped. She 
suddenly bent to the ground. "Where is my penny?" she asked. 
Mother looked at father and father looked at mother. Sunday 
guests paused. Could it be possible that this tiny three-year- 
old had remembered? Yes, she had dropped a penny at the Wayside 
Inn two weeks ago. "Where is my penny?" the baby voice queried. 
To this young guest, the Wayside Inn didn't mean an old hou , 
a dish of ice cream or even Mary's lamb. It suggested only a 
long, lost penny. 

Monday, August 28, 1944 Partly Cloudy 

Mr. Longfellow, tying together a bundle of books, 
was the word-picture of the poet given today by a guest, Mr. 
Frank Carney. Mr. Carney recalled his boyhood days in Cambridge 
where he saw uongfellow on several occasions. Once he was sent 
to Craigie House to pick up some books for the Harvard Library. 
The boy found the famous gentleman on his knees, trying to make 
a neat package of the books. "I guess I'm making a poor job of 
this", he said, as his fingers fumbled with the string. The 
boy offered assistance which was accepted, and a word ofapprecia- 
tion given for a menial task well done. Mr. Carney also told 
of being entertained at Craigie House some years later when 
Miss Alice Longfellow was hostess to the Harvard Memorial 
Society. It was a winter day and "grave Alice" invited her 
guests to draw their chairs near the fireplace. Standing in 
front of it, she read to them a history of the large frame 
house, which was her life-long home. It was also the Revolu- 
tionery headquarters of General Washington. 

Tuesday, August 29, 1944 Pleasant 

Bicycle Way-farers 

Two girls .from Worcester spending the night. They 
boarded their bikes early in the morning and headed for hona. 
They feared a threatening shower. 

Mother and Father and teen-aged daughter wheeled 
to the Inn from Melrose, Mass. 

Miss Marion D. Seifert from Rockville, Connecticut, 
here a year ago on her bicycle enroute to New Hampshire. This 
year making the trip by automobile. 


Wednesday, August 30, 1944 Pleasant 

Recalling the music of Ole Bull and the lovely 
Norwegian country from which he came, a guest today, Mr. Cap 
Waller, former member of the Wisconsin Legislature, asked if 
he could see and touch the violin once owned by the great 
musician. No sooner was the wish granted than strains of music 
were heard. The guest played one of Ole Bull's own composi- 
tions, a Norwegian song. Then, as he carefully laid the instru- 
ment back in its mahogany case, Mr. Waller told about his grand- 
father who once heard Ole Bull himself play. His grandfather 
had travelled to Norway and there, in Christianson, he was 
privileged to hear Longfellow's friend and last-named character 
in the "Tales of a Wayside Inn". 

"~ast the Musician, as he stood 

Illumined by that fire of wood; 

Fair-haired, blue-eyed, his aspect blithe, 

His figure tall and straight and lithe, 

And every feature of his face 

Revealing his Norwegian race; 

A radiance streaming from within; 

Around his eyes and forehead beamed, 

The Angel with the violin 

tainted by Raphael he seemed." 

Mr. Waller, from Black River Falls, Wisconsin, is 
not only a musician, but a poet. He left his own little "Tale 
of a Wayside Inn" in poetry form — 

"Waysidelnn, I am glad I am here. 
I have dined, and I sure am full, 
In the spirits of Longfellow and Revere, 
And his good friend "Ole Bull"." 

Thursday, August 31, 1944- Very Pleasant 

A surprise gift was received today from a fre- 
quent guest, Mrs. William Alien Knight. She sent, by mail, 
from Framingham, her husband's latest book called "A ^ovely Find". 
The book is a small one like "The Song of Our Syrian Gusst" 
and it is similar too in its religious theme. Both describe 
and explain certain Bible passages; "The Song of Our Syrian 
Guest" is an interpretation of the Twenty-Third Psalm, while 
this new book defines the word "manger", so familiar in the 
story of the Christ Child's Birth. Mr. Knight discloses a 
meaning to the word, long overlooked; he chanced upon it in 
a shepherd's cave house in the ancient town of Bethlehem. 
There, he saw a real manger; a smooth hollow in the wall and 
in the very room where cows and chickens ->rere kept. The Christ- 
Child, then, according to the old Bethlehem tradition, was not 
born in a cold stable, but probably in the warmth of a "manger" 
in a lowly shepherd's home. 



Friday, September 1, 194A Cloudy 

Overheari by hostesses as guests signed the 
register recently: 

Little old lady; "Used to come here on picnics 
as a little girl" 

Soldier, recently returned from South Pacific: 
"Maybe I'll be back again some day to see this signature. 

Soldier Friend: "Mac-Arthur says we'll all be 

Saturday, September 2, 194-4- Very Pleasant 

Distinguished Vi . - This WppV 

Letitia Lestina, Anthropo-geographer, one of the 
few people in the World who merits this title. She was born 
in this country, educated in England and works now at Yale 
University. Expects to do more research work in South America 
and will return to England after the War. 

Dr. J. Gie, Ambassador to Washington from South 
Africa, accompanied by Mr. C.W. van der Merwe, who teaches 
at New York University. Both spoke with strong British accent. 


Sunday, September 3, 1944 Pleasant 

Two graduates of the Wayside Inn Boy's School met 
in the Bar-room this afternoon and talked over plans for a 
gala re-union after the War. These two boys are physically 
exempt from military service, but both are doing a noble work 
in corresponding with their school mates. Both carried long 
lists of names and addresses and compared them. Strange 
though, these boys had never met before. One of them Charles 
Pembroke was in the first class to be graduated from the school 
while William Cash graduated ten years later. The School 
should be proud of them. Charles is a successful hair-dresser 
in Detroit while Bill is making his way, and not slowly, in 
newspaper work. He works on the Boston Globe. Leave it to 
them to carry plans through for a post-war re-union. 

Monday, September 4, 1944 Pleasant 


The last of four Sunday broadcasts from the Martha- 
Mary Chapel at Wayside Inn was heard last evening with a record 
breaking crowd in attendance. Among those entertained at the 
broadcast by Mr. and Mrs. Sennott were Mr. and Mrs. Kopecki 
and two children; Mrs. Kopecki being Mr. Frank Campsall's 
daughter. Later the party spent considerable time looking through 
the Inn. 

Tuesday, September 5, 1944. Pleasant 

The Inn seemed especially quiet this morning. It always 
does after a holiday. A few guests stayed overnight and lingered 
on - seeming loath to end their vacations. But Labor Day does end 
the Summer season, unofficially. Cottages at the sea-shore are 
closed and children return to school. New Englander's prepare for 
Winter weather and Winter occupations. The Inn folk too, plan for 
colder weather. Sweaters appear and coats, felt hats and gloves. 
Extra blankets are provided for overnight guests and fireplaces are 
lighted. Guests are not so numerous and once more the Inn is as 
the poet found it - 

"A place of slumber and of dreams" 


Wednesday, September 6, 1944 Pleasant 

Speaking of Winter occupations. Putting together a 
jig-saw puzzle is a good one. Today a puzzle came through the 
mail from Miss Mildred W. Howe of Leominster, Mass. It is a 
picture of the Wayside Inn. Miss Howe found the puzzle in a 
Five and Ten Cent store and says that the finished product is 
an interesting study of the Inn. This is something to look for- 
ward to when winter winds howl 'round the "chimneys huge and 
tiled and tall". 

Thursday, September 7, 1944 Pleasant 

Tonight a happy little family reunion took place. 
Daddy had just returned from several months absence; Mother and 
small son thought the occasion called for a party. To young 
junior the Wayside Inn was certainly the place for it. He and 
mother had pretended to be at the Inn many times while daddy 
was away. It seems that whenever the boy wanted a party, mother 
would put candles on the dining table and supper was eaten under 
the illusion that it was being served at the Wayside Inn. This 
was son's idea of a very good time and a very special occasion. 
Therefore Wayside Inn was the place to eat when Daddy came 
marching home. 

Friday, September 3, 1944 Pleasant 

The Martha-Mary Chapel was again the scene of a marriage 
ceremony performed at 7 o'clock this evening. The happy couple 
were Ensign and Mrs. Sumner R. Dalber. A Lutheran marriage service 
was witnessed by about thirty friends and relatives who afterwarrds 
came to the Inn for a wedding supper. A three-tiered wedding cake 
was cut after which informality reigned. The party adjourned to 
the large Ball-room where singing and dancing were enjoyed. 

Saturday, September 9, 1944 Pleasant 

Excerpts from Recent Correspondence 

"Going through one of the many publications that come to 
my office, I noticed the story on the "Betty Lamp" and knowing your 
interest in such subjects, thought you might be interested in read- 
ing what the "Edison Magazine" had to say on it. Also enclosed, you 
will find the front cover of the same magazine with its picture wlich 
makes me feel homes Ik for good old Sudbury. In fact that is what I 
call the picture - ^Sudbury Town". 


Saturday, September 9 - continued 

w I think you could make money selling photos of 
the Inn as so many well-to-do folks call there and would buy 
them" . 

"God bless New England - one can really find America 
there. I spent 10 days in your country and I came home a better 
man. Mr. Brooks wrote how New England declined; but I believe 
he missed the real point. New England sent her sons throughout 
the West in the great migration and gave her life-blood to make 
our country what it is - " 


Sunday, September 10, ,1944 Pleasant 

Sunday brings to mind the spirit of Democracy which 
has prevailed in this old Tavern since its early beginning. 
Samuel Howe excluded no one; rich and poor, old and young were 
welcomed. Longfellow mentions a Poet, a Young Sicilian and a 
Theologian. So on this busy Sunday one finds here the same 
flame of Democracy alive. It burns brighter now than ever 
before in two hundred and fifty years. Look at the guests - f a 
day laborer with his "kids", an Army Colonel, two boys on 
bicycles, a Bank president with beautifully dressed wife, two 
Polish peasant women, three British seamen, a newly-wed Ensign 
with pretty bride and so on through a day when America is 
fighting to preserve that very thing - Democracy. 

Monday, September 11, 1944 Pleasant 

Happy children were once more playing in the Red- 
stone school yard as the new school term started today. Twenty 
are in the Redstone and twenty-six in the Southwest school. 
Miss Dolan, teacher of the Mary lamb-ers as the youngsters 
are called, reports a deluge of gifts for teacher on the 
first day; an apple, an orange, a cookie and last but not least, 
a penny I 

Tuesday, September 12, 194-4 Partly cloudy 

Recent Remark s 

"I've been coming here for 30 years and wish I could 
thank Mr. Ford for the privilege". 

Twins: "By not dressing alike each of us can have 
just twice as many different dresses to wear I" 

"It's so home-like here, I think I had better pay my 
bill before I go away without doing so". 


Wednesday, September 13, 1944 Rain 

A Finnish missionary, Rev. T. N. Ketola, recently 
returned from Liberia, West Africa visited the Inn with 
American friends today. He spoke English haltingly and 
quietly, albeit with much facial expression in telling of 
his experiences. Living in Africa for six years, he had to 
build (from "scratch" as it were) his own small churches and 
living quarters in numerous sections of the country. Twenty - 
eight different dialects were spoken by his native parishion- 
ers. These people, before the War, existed very comfortably 
on twelve cents per week; the diet consisting of rice, a 
little meat and green peppers. Bananas are very plentiful 
but are not a favorite food as they are considered here in 
our country. (Mr. Ketola, smilingly, said "If a native eats 
5 or 6 bananas during the day, when evening comes he will 
complain 'I have not eaten all day! 1 ) Mr. Ketola, when 
asked about the lighting problem, replied that crude cup oil 
lamps ere used with a rag wick. This would burn as long as 
the oil lasted and would give good light, but much smoke! 

Thursday, September 14., 1944 Cloudy 

Hurricane warnings again alarmed New Englanders 
and today was spent in preparation for a storm such as befell 
our lot six years ago. All windows were fastened tightly, the 
fire engine put into practise and men and boys planned to be 
on call for any emergency. Every fifteen minutes throughout 
the day, radio reports gave the exact location of the storm, 
how fast it was moving towards Massachusetts and what time it 
was expected to strike in the vicinity of Boston. Latest 
report - eight o'clock this evening. 

Yearning for the Wayside Inn is generously spread 
between the lines of a V Mail letter received recently from 
Robert Stone (W. I. School '43). He is on a lonely island 
somewhere in the Pacific and writes: "I have spent the 
happiest days of my life so far at Wayside Inn. I wish that I 
could be there now." 

Friday, September 15, 1944 Pleasant 

Two telephone poles went down on Dutton Road around 
two o'clock this morning and a huge limb broke from a tree just 
outside the Gate House. The highest wind and heavest rain 
struck here shortly after midnight - and while the mile-per-hour 
speed of the wind was greater than in the last Hurricane, the 

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Friday, September 15 - continued 

damage was less. This morning there is a general 
cleaning up. The lawn, scattered with small branches and 
twigs, requires the services of the gardner while carpenters 
are looking for "leaks" and broken panes of glass. Some 
guests report "sleeping through" while others looked drowsy 
and tired after a sleep-less night. 

Saturday, September 16, 1944- Pleasant 

How sheep cards are made in the 20th century was 
fully explained today by a guest who examined our old wool 
carders on exhibition in the kitchen. The guest has worked 
for years in the Howard Brothers plant in Worcester where he 
makes sheep, dog and cat cards. "Of course dog and cat cards 
were not made in the old days", said our visitor, "but they 
are made now for combing the hair of household pets". Most 
remarkable fact: the cards are made in exactly the same 
manner as a hundred years ago. 


Sunday, September 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Recalling the time when sutomobiles were a novelty, 
Mr. J. Langdon Sullivan told today of coming to the Inn in a 
two-cylinder Maxwell. J. Lnngdon was a small boy then and 
thought it great sport for the family to go on an outing in 
their elegant new horse-less carriage. A days outing usually 
meant a trip to Worcester (one way) . After an early breakfast 
at their home in Maiden, the Sullivans were off! At noon time 
the Maxwell with its load of hungry people arrived at the 
Wayside Inn. Here friendly greetings were exchanged between 
Father Sullivan and Mr. Lemon, landlord, who formerly lived in 
Maiden. Also a good lunch was enjoyed. Op Shews bury Hill in 
the afternoon was always a chore for the over-burdened car. Mr. 
Sullivan said that the timing-spring usually broke. Nevertheless, 
Worcester was finally reached at just about dusk. The experience 
was very vivid in the mind of our guest who ended by saying that 
the Wayside Inn was a "tradition" in the Sullivan family. 

Monday, September 13, 1944 Sultry 

Could the reader have walked into the Parlor this 
evening, he would have found there fifty-four women from 
Waltham, Mass. And if he had come shortly after the dinner 
hour, he would have heard these women singing the famous Kate 
Smith song, "God Bless America". They sang to the accompaniment 
of the old spinet - and ended their tour of the house in this 
enjoyable way. The whole evening was a memorable one; dinner 
served in an atmosphere of quiet, Colonial charm and entertain- 
ment of the friendly, home-like variety. 

Tuesday, September 19, 1944 Warm 

A colorful picture of candle-making as practised in the 
Mexican Village, Los Angeles, was described today by a Calif ornian. 
She said that the candles are strung on a large wheel which keeps 
revolving through the tallow. Instead of the wicks dropping from 
a straight stick, they are attached to the wheel and as the wheel 
turns, the candles are dipped into the tallow one by one. Bright 
Mexican colors add to the fascination of this candle-making method 
and also a pleasing perfume is noted. 



Wednesday, September 20, 1944 Cloudy 

Rev Autumn dresses worn by the hostesses brightened 
the day, today, for Wayside Inn guests. One of them remarked on 
the cheery colors displayed against the sombre background of a 17th 
century interior. The guest was a former Art teacher and 
apologized for making such a personal remark. Nevertheless, she 
was color conscious. She had noticed the lack of color through- 
out the house and thought the dresses brightened the whole atmos- 
phere. Hostesses were unaware of the effect being created and 
were pleased to learn that their blues and reds were adding some- 
thing to the attractivness of the Inn. 

Thursday, September 21, 1944 Cloudy 

Small boys and men - and even women in this War time 
are showing a keener interest in guns. In particular our guests 
exclaim over the Revolutionary musket which hangs in the Bar-room. 
They remark on its length with bayonet attached and its unreliable 
flint-lock. The man behind the gun, the man who carried it to 
the War, is forgotten. Dixon Wecter, in a new book called "Johnny 
Comes Marching Home" gives a picture of the Revolutionary veteran 
and how he felt when he returned home in 1783. Like in all wars 
throughout history, he experienced a profound tension and mis- 
understanding between civilians and veterans, the seeming ingrati- 
tude of the stay-at-homes. One wrote: "Some of them would pity 
us and would give us something, some half a Dollar, some a quarter, 
some less, some nothing bat frowns." But the Continental was the 
least uprooted of all veterans, says Mr. Wecter. As a soldier he 
had usually gone home for Spring plowing and Harvesting. 

Ephraim Smith was the Sudbury farmer who carried 
our musket. Let him not be forgotten as guests 
gaze upon the sharp, pointed bayonet and unreliable 

Friday, September 22, 1944 Cloudy 

Staying for a few days are Mr. and Mrs. Alvin G. Whitney 
of Albany, New York who are enjoying the environs of Mr. Whitney's 
ancestral township. The G in Mr. Whitney's name stands for Goodnow, 
an early family name in the history of Sudbury. Also to interest 
Mr. and Mrs. Whitney is the Inn which they term an Historic House 
Museum. Both have been associated with museum work; Mrs. Whitney 
before her marriage, in the field of Botony and Mr. Whitney for many 
years assistant director of the New York State Museum. They have 
talked at length about museum displays and how best to interest the 
visitor in them. Here they are impressed by the informality of 
the conducted tours and by the home-like arrangement of museum pieces. 



Saturday, September 23, 1944 Pleasant 

Cambridge, Massachusetts and Cambridge, Wisconsin 
were both represented here today. Signing his name under 
that of a guest from the famous college city, came Dr. K. K. 
Amundson from the mid-western Cambridge. Dr. Amundson is a 
Norwegian and a nephew of Rasmus B. Anderson, first professor 
of Norwegian literature in the United States. The professor- 
ship was established at the University of Wisconsin. Years 
ago Rasmus B. Anderson and Henry W. Longfellow were instrumental 
in erecting the Boston statue of Lief Erickson. Longfellow 
said he would help if the memorial could be placed in Boston. 
Mr. Anderson wanted it in Wisconsin. Ole Bull was also spoken 
of with familiarity by our guest who said that the famous 
Norwegian violinist had once given a concert in Cambridge, 


Sunday, September 24, 1944 Very pleasant 

Two distinguished people were identified among 
the many guests who came today. One of them was Sandra 
Levitski, a Russian Concert pianist who is on a tour of Array 
and Navy camps and hospitals. The other was Colonel Walter J. 
Ungethuem, soon to be presented the Legion of Merit for 27 
years service in the U. S. Army. 

Monday, September 25, 1944 Pleasant 

Collecting old forks has been the hobby of Mr. 
Edward Durrell who tonight gave a description of some of the 
earlist forks in his collection. The rarest one, he told us, 
was made by hand from a single piece of wood. It has two crude 
prongs. When Mr. Durrell gave his title as President of the 
Union Fork and Hoe Company, Columbus, Ohio, it was easily 
understood why his interest had been among old forks'. 
Mr. Durrell ! s charming wife and daughter composed a three-some 
which made a lasting impression. Miss Durrell is in her second 
year of training at the Massachusetts General Hospital and we 
hope to see this member of the family again soon. Her parting 
remark was to that effect: " You haven't seen the last of mei" 

Tuesday, September 26, 1944 Pleasant 

Departing guests this morning were Mr. and Mrs. A. B. 
Nichols of Cambridge, Mass. who made their three -day sojourn 
here a celebration in honor of their 49th wedding anniversary. 
Speaking with a great deal of pride, Mrs. Nichols informed the 
Inn family that she and Mr. Nichols have 10 grandaughters and 
10 grandsons. When the time comes for the 50th anniversary, we 
hope to have the pleasure of entertaining this happy couple again. 

Wednesday, September 27, 1944 Cloudy and rain 

An elderly Scottish couple in their cosy Highland home 
have been reading the "Tales of a Wayside Inn". This bit of 
information was brought today by a guest who recently entertained 
here the Royal Air Force member of this Scottish family. Letters 
home gave a glowing account of our famous American landmark. 
Consequently Longfellow's poems were taken from the shelf and the 
pages turned to the "Tales". The poet's description of the Inn 
served as a kind of link between the boy and^adoring parents back 
home in Scotland. 


Thursday, September 23, 1944 Rain 

A neighborhood group of young married women were 
dinner guests this evening, coming from Natick under the 
leadership of Mrs. Martin Whalen. Twenty-eight sat down to 
dinner in the large dining room and afterwards adjourned 
to the Bar-room where a hostess entertained with a description 
of the house. As Longfellow's lines on the old clock in the 
Parlor were being quoted, a heavy rain storm started which 
made the guests anxious to leave early. Not one was prepared for 
the downpour. Consequently several newspapers were used as 
hats, while others waited patiently for the storm to "let up". 

Friday, September 29, 1944 Pleasant 

Betty Hutchinson was not exactly a stranger to Inn folk 
when she arrived last evening. The Herald News introduced her 
several years ago when Betty was attending the Greenfield Village 
Schools. Now she directs the guide service in the Village and 
Museum. Consequently she was interested in duties of the Wayside 
Inn hostesses and spent the morning being "guided" through the 
house. Mrs. Hutchinson accompanied Betty on this trip from 
Dearborn which included a stop over in New York. After Luncheon 
they left to coninue sight-seeing in Boston. 

Saturday, September 30, 1944 Pleasant 

A tall, dark and handsome Sergeant is a week-end guest. 
He arrived this afternoon and tonight told of his purpose in 
coming here. "To write", he said. "My brother is Howard Fast who 
writes Historical novels, the last one "Freedom Road". Sergeant 
Julius Fast, our guest, is a writer of Mystery stories and has a 
contract to have one done at a certain time. "Unfortunately I 
signed the contract", said he "and must write feverishly to full- 
fill it". A quiet corner of the Inn was suggested as a temporary 
writing shelter and the Sergeant voiced his approval. Tomorrow 
he expects to spend a good deal of time there with pencil and paper, 


Sunday, October 1, 19A4 Pleasant 


Lt. (JG) F. E. Townley, USNR Somewhere in 

12th Constr. Regiment New Guinea 

c/o FPO. San Francisco 

Dear Wayside Inn Hostess; 

I guess I never did know your name, hence the odd 
salutation. Maybe it should be "Wayside Inn Manager". Anyway 
I just wanted to drop you a line and tell you how often I look 
back on the wonderful times I had at the Wayside Inn. And more 
expecielly your gracious hospitality. I still get a kick out 
of the awful time you used to have trying to remember my name. 
But by the last time I was there (with my parents on October 20 
last year) you were very definite in remembering it. And then 
I had to leave for overseas, so now you've probably forgotten me 

I still treasure highly the Kodochrome enlargements I 
had made of the Inn and the Martha-Mary Chapel. They are among 
the best I have ever made and bring back many memories of the fine 
Sundays I spent there. 

The friends who accompanied me there sometimes are now 
all over the world. One, Ensign Trent, is now on a Destroyer in 
the Pacific. Another, Ensign Tobias, is in Suva, Fijii. Ensign 
Wheeler is in an amphibious attack squadron. And Ensign Fressie 
is down near me here. So we are scattered about, and yet all have 
mentioned your dinners in the occasional letters they send me. Ore 
thing that makes places like this bearable is that we are able to 
hang on to such ^ovely memories. 

Monday, October 2, 19-W- Pleasant 

A LETTER (continued) 

Oh, how I could go for some of that delicious steak 
and chicken, the cottage cheese, the corn bread, the delicious ice 
cream and the wonderful butterscotch sauce 1 The two lovely ladies 
in the dining room will probably remember me as the only fellow 
who ever asked for three such desserts! I i Boy, was it good! 

n«n+1miQi1 »iot+ r\acro 


Monday, October 2, continued 

Well, I've got to close now. Maybe writing this may 
seem kinda silly, cause you may never even get it if you have 
moved from the Inn. But I thought that you probably would like 
to hear from one of your most loyal customers and, I hope, a good 

I'll be back someday next year for a leave. And then 
I'll be driving down from Schenectady again for another of those 
dinners and to shake your hand again. Till then, keep well and 
good luck! 


Francis E. Townley 

Tuesday, October 3> 1944 Pleasant 


Sailor: I hope to come back sometime in the day time and see more — 
but if I don't I'll remember this as long as I live! 

Hostess to sailor: "Your girl friend is very nice". 

Sailor: "She isn't really my 'girl friend'. You see her brother 

was my buddy and he was killed. I'm just taking her around. 
It helps". 

Wednesday, October 4> 1944 Pleasant 


Thanksgiving reservations are being made by old friends 
and new. The Huckins family will celebrate their 15th successive 
Thanksgiving dinner here this year. 

Mr. Albert S. Partridge writes: "I had the pleasure on 
Thanksgiving day in 1941 of enjoying with my family a delightful 
time and a delicious dinner at the Wayside Inn. We should like to 
be with you again this year". 

A wedding in the Martha-Mary Chapel, arranged by the groom 
Mr. Robert C. Bar ho. of Natick, Mass. is scheduled for Tuesday, 
October 10th at 11:30 o'clock. 

Thursday, October 5, 1944 Very pleasant 


Miss Cleveland returning from a walk. "Everytime I looked up, I 

saw a tiny chip-munk peering from a stone wall. There 
were lots of them and all little babies". 

Mr. Duncan saying good-bye after an out-of-door week-end: n I have 
left a bunch of wild flowers in my room for anyone who 
would like them. Picked them on my walk". 

Guests ordering luncheon: "We have just seen a doe over near the barn 
and thought you must tame them here. But the man at 
the barn saidshe was wild and we probably wouldn't see her 
again" . 

Friday, October 6, 1944 Partly cloudy 


The pretty yellow jacket of "Old Wooden Ware" which is 
kept on the Bar-room table soon becomes soiled and worn. Mary Earle 
Gould, author, has sent several new, fresh covers. 

The very nice pamphlets describing the Martha-Mary Chapels 
are popular among the guests who ask if they may have one to take home 
or send to men in the service. 

Two very popular favorites among visitors are the Allyn and 
Bacon edition of the "Tales of a Wayside Inn" and Wallace Nutting's 
"Furniture Treasury". 

Saturday, October 7, 1944 Warm 


Fresh Apple Pie 

Washed windows 

Red foliage 

Hubbard squash 

Longfellow's lines: "One Autumn Night in Sudbury Town — 

Across the meadows, bare and brown" 

Refreshing coolness 

Firelit rooms 

Falling leaves 

Cornstalks and Pumpkins 


Sunday, October 8, 1944 Very pleasant 

A dinner party arranged by Mr. and Mrs. Charles P 
Gorely of Welle sley was one of the outstanding events of 
this busy Sunday. The Gorely 1 s founded the Wedgwood Club and 
are the Club's President and Secretary respectively. They 
entertained seven guests, all lovers of the famous English 
china. One guest was also interested in old fans and had as 
a table favor a miniature fan made and decorated by hand. 
Another guest, a collector of old paper dolls, was presented 
with a full set of 13th century paper dolls from Williamsburg. 
Place cards were made of Wedgwood-blue paper. Mrs. Gorely 
modestly told of receiving two letters from Her Majesty, 
Queen Mary of England, also a devotee and collector of Wedgwood, 

Monday, October 9, 1944- Cloudy 

A guest from the neighboring town of Maynard informed 
us today of her interest in things historical. "My great- 
grandfather founded Maynard", said our guest, "and my father 
attneded the Redstone School in Sterling. He knew Mary Sawyer 
well". The lady said that her maiden name was Maynard, but 
failed to give her married name. 

Tuesday, October 10, 1944. Partly cloudy 

The groom, Mr. Robert C. Bur hoe of Natick, Mass. 
set the day (October 10th) , engaged the Martha-Mary Chapel and 
ordered dinner for nine at 12 o'clock. The bride arrived from 
Maine dressed in hat and gown of blue, a color which harmonized 
with decorations of brilliant Autumn leaves. A kindly sun 
appeared just in time for the ceremony. Soft organ music pre- 
ceeded the simple marriage service conducted by the Congregational 
minister from Nrtick. The couple were not young, nor were they 
old - a middle aged pair who received hearty congratulations from 
their friends as dinner was served on the dining porch. They 
expect to make their future home in Maine . 


Wednesday, October 11, 1944 Pleasant 

Wayside-ers - - please bear in mind — 

Wounded veterans are asking the people 
of the U. S. to help them back into 
a normal existence by observing two 
rules: 1) don't stare, 2) don't ask 

"Something in our History makes us 
different" said a buck private from 
Pennsylvania to his captain in Italy. 
"What is it, and why didn't they tell 
us about it back home?" That boy 
had discovered America on foreign shores 
and - we add - had probably never 
been to the Wayside Inn. 

Under these crosses are lying 
Men whom America wrought 
Living they loved her, and dying 
Fell in the cause that she fought 
Doherty, Bucci, Kaminsky 
Grubel, Gerranti, DeSaulle 
Gunderson, Susocki, Lavinsky 
Swenson - - Americans all I 

For, where the cannon fire shatters 
Where men must battle and fall 
Names do not matter - this matters 
"They were Americans alii" 

Berton Braley 

Thursday, October 12, 1944- Very pleasant 


The oldest inhabitant can't remember an October 12th 
without its sunshine. It is always a day of fair weather, this 
holiday which comes when crisp air and brilliant foliage hold 
sway. Hundreds flock to the country to see an endless blue sky 
o'er head and layer upon layer of leaves under foot. No wonder 
so many journeyed to this American shrine today and were inspired, 
as was the poet Longfellow, to pay their respects at this 
particular time of the year. For the Inn lies in a 

- "region of repose it seems, 
A place of slumber and of dreams, 
Remote among the wooded hills I" 
Among those who enjoyed to the fullest their holiday 
excursion here were the following: 


Thursday, October 12 - continued 

Dorothy Kirk, Food Editor of the 

Woman ' s Home Companion 

Amy Pleadwell - Artist and connoisseur 

of French textiles 

The Australian bride of Captain Alan Stevens 
who sent home to her mother a copy of 
Chamberlain's book- "Longfellow's Wayside 
Inn - A Camera Impression" 

F riday, October 13, 19 '44 Cloudy 

There - and here 

Russia - Alexei Tolstoi, modern prose writer is 
something of an eccentric - writes standing up with his manu- 
script on an inclined chest-high table. 

(Such a table is used as the register desk in 
our Bar-room. Longfellow and other writers 
of his time, Hawthorne for instance, also 
used a desk of this sort) 

New York - The Waldorf-Astoria advertizes as 
now starring in its greatest role; " Host to Wartime Americal " 

(This very same slogan could easily be applied to 
Longfellow's Wayside Inn) 

Saturday, October 14, 1944- Rain 

Arriving yesterday for a week-end sojourn were Mr. and 
Mrs. L. C. Turner of Verona, New Jersey with their lovely daughter 
Alta Ann. This is their first visit in two years. Most noticeable 
change was Alta ' s hair - her long blonde braids now pinned up around 
her head. 

Not here for dinner tonight were Mr. and Mrs. Bowker 
from Worcester; the first Saturday visit they have missed in many 
weeks . 

Week-end guests are working laboriously on a jig-saw puzzle 
which, when completed, depicts the Inn. 




Sunday, October 15, 1944 rleasant 

The oldest inhabitant of the Wayside Inn can 
hardly remember a day as busy as this Autumn Sunday. People 
poured in and out the front door from 12 o'clock noon until 
late evening. Included in a dinner party arranged by Miss 
Anne Sennott were thft \ jf Archbishop Francis J. Spellman 
and the Archbishop's father. He was an elderly gentleman, 
very much interested in the historic surroundings of the Inn. 

Monday, October 16, 1944 Pleasant 

Dr. T. J. Edwards, professor of American history at 
Princeton University has recently left there to take up the 
same duties at Oxford University, England. When such an 
authority as Dr. Edvrards speaks, it is well worthwhile to make 
a few notes. For instance he says. 

"Historians have been amiss in not emphasizing the fact 
that historic remains - a battlefield, an old mansion, a barn, 
a meeting house, an old tavern - are source materials of the 
greatest value". 

"Old houses have their value even when they are not 
associated with great men or =[reat historic events. I am glad 
that George Washington slept in so many houses because this 
fact has preserved them from destruction" . 

"If we are to understand our ancestors, the men who created 
this nation, we should understand their architecture, know 
whence it came and the conditions which influenced its develope- 
ment, whether climate, building material, customs or traditions. 
Perhaps we may hope in the future for closer cooperation between 
the historian and the architect.". 

Tuesday, October 17, 1944 rleasant 

Tuesday Tr avellers 

Ensign Brown jT"rom California 

Wanted to see the Inn after 
buying and reading Chamberlain's book "Longfellow's 
Wayside Inn . . A Camera Impression" 

Dr. Atwo od with a party of doctors who held an 
informal meeting in the Parlor ^fter dinner. 

Lieutent ant /v nd Mrs . _ Sparrow from Wollaston, Mass. 
spending their third October 17th h Q r«. 


Wednesday, October 18, 1944 -arm 

"But where is .Longfellow?" asked a young visitor 
the other day. He was a child who knew his Longfellow and 
could recite "The Children's Hour" backwards and forwards. 
When the answer came that the poet was not herey the boy 
continued - "But his clothes are here" - and he led his father 
to the Washington bed-room where several other guests had 
laid their hats and coats. Thus the most interesting questions 
come from our youngest guests. "Where can I buy some of that 
corn?" asked another young hopeful, pointing to the red and 
yellow ears hanging in the Old Kitchen. "You can order it from 
the seed catalogue" suggested his father. But the hostess had 
a better suggestion. She gave the youngster a few red kernels from 
Wayside Inn corn to plant in his next Victory garden. 

Thursday, October 19, 1944 Partly cloudy 

Enthusiastic guest. 

"I'd like to take the whole place home 
with mei" 

Friend . "Remember you only have a Ford I" 

Friday, October 20, 1944 Cloudy 

Beginning at noon time this old Inn, which had 
seemed a bit sleepy all the morning, woke up and became a very 
lively place. First came some girls from Wellesley. "We are 
looking for good food", they said, "we are in school!" Next 
came twenty wives of Army and Navy men who, after luncheon, 
watched Wayside Inn school children learn the Quadrille and other 
old dances at their regular Friday afternoon dancing lesson. 
Likewise in the evening, dancing classes were held for the Boy's 
School. Thus the day ended and the Inn was tired. It had earned 
a night' s repose. 

Saturday, October 21, 1944 Rain 

The brightest spot during this dark day was a cheery 
fire on the hearth in the Bar-room. Here the house guests gathered. 
Mr. E. E. Smith of Hartford, Connecticut did a little philosophizing 
and gave his opinion on how to get along in this World. "You have 
to learn to be humbl? and grateful", he said. Mr. D. J. Donovan, 
Red Cross Field worker, contributed interesting information on the 
recent hurricane and showed pictures of its damage along the New Jersey 
coast. In this way the day was further brightened. The fire con- 
tinued with its cheery blaze to give warmth and comfort to all who 
came in from the storm. 



Sunday, October 22, 1944 Very pleasant 

"The more people, the more news" should be the 
slogan of any news reporter. But this news-gatherer for the 
Wayside Inn Diary couldn't make that slogan work on this busy 
Sunday. Colonels, privates, Waves and veterans, businessmen, 
wirters, clergymen and the housewife, all passed through the 
portals of this old Inn today. Yet there is no news for the 
Diary! Hostesses did everything but scoop news. They wrote 
hundreds of orders, answered hundreds of questions and took 
hundreds of steps between Bar-room and pantry. Waitresses 
waited on hundreds of people and cooks cooked hundreds of 
dinners - and still there is no news! "People make news" is 
another writer's slogan, but this writer would like to add- 
only when there is time to collect it! 

Monday, October 23, 1944 Pleasant 

An early morning visitor was Dr. Ida S. Scudder 
from Vellore, S. India who was recently in New York where she 
met Mis.. Ford. Dr. Scudder 's chief interest is a hospital 
where Indian girls are trained to be nurses and already about 
three hundred have graduated. Two Indian girls are in college 
this year at Wellesley and it was for the purpose of calling 
upon them that brought Dr. Scudder into this vicinity. Madame 
Chiang-Kai-Shek is supporting the Wellesley girls through 
scholarship funds. 

Tuesday, October 24, 1944 Pleasant 

Many anniversaried are celebrated at the Inn; some 
known to us and others not known. Usually however, there is 
something to identify the occasion; the ladies wear a corsage or 
a cake is smuggled into the pantry to be served at dessert time. 
Often the honored guest or one accompanying him will give the 
secret away. Such was the case tonight. But in this particular 
case, the news was transmitted by telephone. A friend called and 
announced that a Golden Wedding anniversary would be celebrated 
here this evening by Mr. and Mrs. Davidson of Worcester. "When 
they come" said the friend, "offer congratulations, but don't let 
them know I told you about it!" 

Wednesday, October 25, 1944 Partly cloudy 

Through the Mail 

From Betty Hutchinson: "I want you to know how very much 
mother and I enjoyed visiting the Wayside Inn. 
After reading about the Inn for ao many years, 
it was a grand experience for us to be able to 
make the visit." 

continued nex t page 

Wednesday, October 25 - continued 

From Mr. Albert G. Whitney, Ass't Director, New York State Museum: 
Mr. Whitney, recent guest, sent the book "Historic 
House Museums" by Lawrence V. Colemen. Beautifully 
illustrated. It mentions the Inn and Grist Mill 

Thursday, October 26, 1944 Partly cloudy 

"I've always heard that 
flees were black 
But I don't think its so 
For Mary had a little lamb 
Whose "fleece" were white 
as snow" 

The above was submitted by Miss Ann Stevenson, recent 
house guest who called the sheep grazing in the pasture opposite 
the Inn "descendants of Mary's Little Lamb". 

Guest contemplating the purchase of "The Story of Mary's 
Little Lamb"; "How many "points" are required for this ?" 

Friday, October 27, 1944 Pleasant 

A party to honor a school principal was given this 
noon by six admiring teachers. The group came from the Charles 
River school, a private school for children under 13 years, located at 
Dover, Mass. The honored guest was Mrs. Winona K. Algie. Table 
decorations were provided by one of the teachers from her flower 
garden; bronze and pink chrysanthemums. 

Saturday, October 28, 1944 Pleasant 

White chrysanthemums and white roses surrounded by 
green fernery, converted the old dining room into an ideal setting 
this afternoon for a bridal supper. Supper was served at 4: 30 o'clock 
to fifty guests invi/^ted by Miss Dorothy Dacey, the lovely bride 
who was married earlier in the day to a Lieutenant of the U. S. Navy. 
Miss Dacey was formerly a resident of Hudson and taught school there. 
She resigned October 1st to make plans for this eventful day. And 
every plan was carried out to the minutest detail; bride and groom 
stood In front of the Parlor fireplace to receive their guests, the 
wedding cake was cut with the groom's dress parade sword and place 
cards were silver- edged with professional lettering. 


Sunday, October 29, 1944 Pleasant 

From Grosse Point, Michigan came Mr. and Mrs. 
Willard S. Worcester to have dinner here today and to tell 
us that they are living in Boston for the "duration" . 
Naturally they miss being home in Michigan and Mrs. Worcester 
spoke particularly of her flower garden. Both want to come 
back to the Inn on a quieter day and possibly stay overnight. 
They want to explore the hills and woods ana country walks 
surrounding the Inn. 

Monday, October 30, 1944 Pleasant 

Two good looking girls of the Canadian Air Force 
ordered luncheon today and attracted quite a bit of attention 
in their jaunty uniforms. "Canada" was written across the 
top of each girl's sleeve and when asked what their duties were, 
they replied: "Operational clerks, doing ground work". 

Tuesday, October 31, 1944 Pleasant 

"He is leaving for the West coast tomorrow", said a 
dear old couple who came today from Providence. "He" was their 
handsome son, a lieutenant in the medical corps. And a very fine 
son j was he. His interest in old pewter was that of a con- 
noisseur. He knew the hall-ma rks^and identified practically all 
of our pewter. His own collection is a discriminating one, con- 
sisting of marked Rhode Island pewter only. The man's under- 
standing and appreciation of the Inn was of a very fine nature and 
it is hoped that he will return after his sojourn on the West 
coast - or beyond. 

Wednesday, November 1, 1944 Pleasant 

Excerpts from a recent communication 

"It was tantalizing not to have time to join one of your 
guided tours or explore the farm and neighboring fields and woods". 

"The Wayside Inn was as restful and fascinating as we had 
dreamed, and we were glad to have our first experience as guests 
at the ancient hostelry, giving our imagination free play and half 
expecting to hear and see the ghosts of those other guests coming 
down through the centuries". 

"We shall return to the Wayside Inn some day for another 
lesson in peace and quiet and the old New England culture that 
spells "homefulness" to us." 


Thursday, November 2, 194-4- Pleasant 

A former Wayside Inn employee returned tonight after 
spending the last few years in California. Aaron Hosmer used 
to be one of our watchman and later married a lovely California 
lady. They went thereto live. Once in every three or four 
years Mr. Hosmer. co m es back to New England to renew old friend- 
ships. And he always comes to the Inn. Tonight he and Mrs. 
Hosmer entertained a party of twenty relatives and friends, many 
small children and their elders. It was a real family get-together 
with Major Hosmer entertaining like ye old time host of the Wayside Inn. 

Friday, November 3, 1944 Pleasant 

Recent guests 

One party of dinner guests, consisting of five "Waves" 
in trim navy blue, registered from the following five states: 


New Jersey 


Lieutenant and Mrs. Samuel Kopp now on the staff at 
Harvard College. Both former teachers at the Fordson High School, 
Dearborn, Michigan. 

Saturday, November 4-, 1944- Pleasant 

Table bouquets in the dining room this week were artistically 
arranged by Miss Fisher who used wild cypress and green pine in an 
attractive combination. The cypress grows close to the ground and is 
feathery in appearance. Right now its delicate green stalk is turning 
red and orange, brown and pink and other Autumn shades. 


Sunday, November 5, 1944 Pair 

Scanning the guest book, one can find many instances 
where Nature is very well represented in "Home Town" titles. In 
this month of November, so far, the following have been noted: 

River Forest, 111. 

Laurel, Md. 

Westbrook, Me. 

Holly dale, Calif. 

White Plains, N.J. 

Salt Lake City, Utah 

Brooklandville, Md. 

Glendale, Calif. 

Chestnut Hill, Mass. 

Battle Creek, Mich. 

Winter Harbor, Me. 

Garden City, N.J. 

Monday, November 6, 1944 Snow showers 

A strong English accent identified the Reverend F. 
Irving Benson this evening as a guest from some foreign land. It 
was Australia. There, Dr. Benson is one of the best known bishops 
of the Methodist Church. He is not only well-known as a clergyman, 
but as a radio commentator, and talks on a variety of subjects. 
"He is especially good on Winston Churchill", commented the bishop's 
attractive daughter. She is a writer, and suggested to her father a 
radio description of the Wayside Inn; this, when he is home again 
in Australia. 

Tuesday, November 7, 1944 Fair 

Yesterday, under the direction of Mr. Hamilton of 
the Dearborn Inn, Dearborn, Michigan, the Inn changed management. 
Mr. R.C.Purdy has become the new manager. 

Mr. and Mrs. Hamilton will be here as house guests 
through the week. 


Wednesday, November 3, ±944 Cold 

Today, the Inn folks had the pleasure of meeting 
Mrs. Purdy and have enjoyed her being around the house with Mrs. 
Hamilton. Both are unusually attractive in appearance and friendly 
towards Inn-ers and guests. Mrs. Hamilton is helping with the desk 
work in the absence of Miss Jouannet, hostess, who is having a 
week's vacation. 

Thursday, November 9, 1944 Rain 

Hostess , explaining the old corn sheller; 
"You put dry corn on the cob in 
this hollow tree trunk and pound it 
around with the pestle. The yellow 
kernels drop through the holes in 
the bottom." 

Small Child 

"But I like my corn on the cob I" 

Friday, November 10, 1944 Cold 

A dear little girl came with her Daddy to see the 
Inn today, because she is studying about Colonial life in her 
school. Everything interested the child; the Paul Revere prints, 
the Hessian andirons, pewter porringers - and when this charming 
guest reached the candle molds, her enthusiasm was at its peak. 
She had tried making candles at school in molds. She hung the 
wicks through the hollow tube, then poured in the liquid, "but," 
she added, "they didn't come out very well because we used sealing 
wax instead of plain wax. 

Saturday, November 11, 1944 Cold 

"New England Keepsakes" is the title of a small, 
paper-covered book of poems and Mrs. Grace Sowell Wtislow, the 
author. Today, Mrs. Winslow presented the Inn library with an 
autographed copy. Three of her poems were inspired herej one, 
called "The Waysidelnn", another, "Wayside Inn Garden" and the 
third, "The Mill'.' 

"And over all the garden 
The poet's face will smile 
For his shrine is loved by thousands 
Who come to pause awhile." 


Sunday, Nov ember 12, 1944 Pleasant 

"Do you want these?" asked a gentleman guest today 
as he thrust a small envelope into our hands. Inside were 
two small negatives; one of the Chapel and one of the Inn. 
These can be printed into very fine colored pictures. The 
Chapel scene is especially good, taken from directly in 
front of the building, the white steeple silhouetted against 
a clear blue sky. Standing near the barn the photographer 
snapped a front view picture of the Inn during the Fall 
season. Trees are in brilliant Autumn dress. Unfortunately 
the name of the donor is not known. 

Monday, November 13, 1944 -asant 

Children always find here something of particular 
interest. The boys go stright for the guns, either Ehhraim 
Smith's flint-lock fascinates them with it's great length or 
the short blunder buss which they can actually pick up and 
hold. The tinder pistol is also of great interest because 
when the trigger is pulled, the flint and stell make a real 
spark, kittle girls like to put the small child's chair in 
front of the fire and watch the flames go up the chimney. 
Babies go to sleep in the old wooden cradle and even three 
and four year olds who are too old for cradles, some times 
like to climb into it. Older girls, more seriously inclined, 
wander through the rooms getting material for a composition 
to hand in to their English teacher. Thus the children 
bring pleasure to the Inn as well as derive pleasure from it. 

Tuesday, November 14, 1944 Pleasant 

The Massachusetts General Hospital, the Lahey Clinic 
and the Harvard Medical School are among Boston's best medical 
institutions. Associated with them are some of the best doctors 
in the World. This fact was brought to our attention recently 
when a guest mentioned his experi nee in flying from South 
Africa to Boston for the express purpose of a consultation with 
Dr. Smithwick. The guest, 3n Englishman living in Johannesburg, 
had a peculiar blood pressure ailment requiring a delicate 
operation. Dr. Smithwick was probably the only man in the World 
who had mastered this particular phase of surgery. Permission 
was granted by General Smuts of the Union of South Africa and 
the patient was fiown to Boston, arriving in September. The 
operation was performed by Dr. Smithwick and today our luncheon 
guest reported a "feeling fine" condition. The transportation 
by airplane, Dr. Smithwick and the care given at the Massachusetts 
General Hospital have saved this man's life. 


Wednesday, November 15, 1944 Cloudy- 

Letters have come this week from school children 
in Baltimore, Maryland, Johnstown, Pennsylvania and Rosemont, 
New Jersey asking for information about the Inn. Typical 
requests are as follows. 

"I am studying about the Wayside Inn in 
the ninth grade. Would it be too much 
bother for me to ask you to send me ■ 
few pictures of the InnV" 

"All the children in the Class have to 
make an English scrapbook with pictures 
and themes of the Wayside Inn - - So 
I wondered if you could send me a few 
pictures of it". 

"We have been studying about old 
Colonial Taverns. ?/ill you please 
send me any pictures or information 
about your Tavern that you might have 
on hand?" 

Thursday, November 16, 1944 Cloudy 

A"Daniel Boone" and companion walked into the Bar- 
room this evening and laid hunting guns on the table. "We're 
lost" they announced. Then they unfolded the story of how 
they had parked their car on a narrow country road and walked 
into the woods. Several hours later they emerged to find them- 
selves in the back yard of the Inn with no car in sight. Henry 
deBairos, night watchman, came to the rescue. He knew from 
certain landmarks - a farm house, an apple box and a dirt road, 
just where the car might be. "Come on" he said. "Daniel" 
hurried towards the door and with a wave of his hand called 
back - "It was the apple box!" 

Friday, November 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Guests are exclaiming over the long sprays of Bitter- 
sweet which have been brought in from the Ezekiel Howe place 
and arranged in pottery jugs. Cne large bouquet adorns the 
window in the old dining room while another meets the eye as one 
glances toward the end of the hall. In the dining room the orange 
berries are combined with the ever -green Euonymus for table 
decorations. Still more of the Bitter-sweet is used on the 
mantle shelf in the old kitchen. 


Saturday, November 18, 1944 Pleasant 

Thirty "Brownies" visited the Inn this afternoon 
and under the guidance of Miss Fisher enjoyed a tour of the 
house. "Brownies" are the younger group of Girl Scouts. 
Some were in uniform while others were dressed in usual 
school attire, sweaters and skirts. All were members of the 
Brownie group in Marlboro. 



Sunday, November I9, 1944 Pleasant 

A story of Christmas and the true Christ-like spirit 
came to us today from Petty Officer Edward W. Newton of the 
Class of 194.0, Wayside Inn Boys' School. Eddie has just returned 
from two years service on board a tanker in the Mediterranean. 
Christmas last year was spent in Italy. Five miles above Naples 
in the town of Pozzoli is an orphanage for child war refugees. 
The captain of the Tanker heard about the children and raised a 
considerable sum of money from his crew. This was given to the 
Padre in charge of the orphanage and on Christmas day the ships' 
galley made ice cream and cookies. Eddie and the crew learned 
later that this was the first time the Italian youngsters had 
ever eaten ice cream. 

Monday, November 20, 19UU Pleasant 

Before leaving the Inn this morning after a week-end here, 
Mr. W. E. Roberts of New York gave an interesting account of 
dancing; especially dancing in foreigh countries. He spoke of Polish 
dances and Spanish dances and the kind of dancing done in Mexico. 
He likes the old American dances and sees in all the country dances 
of every country a similarity of steps. The European dances, 
Mr. Roberts thinks, are more picturesque because of the gay costumes 
worn by the participants. 

Tuesday, November 21, 1944 Pleasant 

This evening may have been a cold one on the outside, 
but within the house there was warmth and gayiety. This was occas- 
sioner! by the arrival of nearly one hundred students from the 
Atlartic Union College in Lancaster, Mass. A turkey dinner was 
served in the large dining room followed by a tour of the house. 
Some of the group had been here before while others found many new 
things to interest them. Later, games were enjoyed in the large Ball- 
room. When the time of departure came, all were loathe to start 
their homeward journey through the cold, dark night. 

Wednesday, November 22, 1944- Cloudy 

The kitchen on a day like this is where browned turkeys 
sit around and wait for their stuffing. Kitchen maids weep over 
peeled onions and the odor of plum pudding permeates the air. 
Squashes were counted and rushed by truck to the kitchen door. Yes, 
this is the day before Thanksgiving and attention centers at the 
rear of the house, down stairs in the kitchen. Other people in 
other parts of the Inn were not idle. The lovely brass knocker on 
the front door was polished until you could see your face in it. 
Tables in the dining room were moved and dusted and then adorned with 
snowy white linen. Every department was busy, but the busiest place 
of all, was the Wayside Inn kitchen. 


Thursday, November 23, 194-4 Partly cloudy 


The spirit of Thanksgiving, 19A4-, at the Wayside Inn 
was not unlike that which prevailed at the feast of our New 
England forefathers three hundred years ago. Some uttered words 
of thanks-giving for safety and security in a War torn world. 
Others were appreciative of the bounteous repast, while still 
others did not ex press their thanks-giving in words, but gave 
thinks to God in the sanctity of their own hearts. L.ike that 
Thanksgiving of long ago, there was an air of solemnity about 
the occasion. Gaiety and laughter were conspicuous by their 
absence. Yet a few guests tried bravely to maintain family 
traditions. For instance, the Greeley s. Their custom has been to 
spend Thanksgiving at "the farm". This was their first year out 
and in order to keep their records complete, a small scale was brought 
along. After dinner each member of the party was weighed and the 
number of pounds noted. Such a Thanksgiving custom has prevailed in 
the Greeley family since 1330. The Bryants too, came as they do 
every year and made their usual remark which always bears repeating: 
" To spend Thanksgiving day at the Wayside Inn is like coming to 
great grandmother's house". A mood of quiet simplicity prevailed. 
Decorations were gathered from the woods, winter greens and red 
berries - and the holiday dinner was not elaborate. This was not a 
year in which to celebrate Thanksgiving with shouts of joy; rather 
it was a Thanksgiving practised in truth and sincerity. 

Friday, November 24., 1944- Pleasant 

This morning was spent in sho? the Inn to three men of 
the U. S. Army. Colonel Dunn was the guest of honor accompanied by 
a Lieutenant Colonel and an Orderly. The three expressed keen interest 
and enjoyment; Colonel Dunn in a quiet, dignified way while the Lieut- 
enant Colonel showed his enthusiasm by such remarks as "Look here, 
Colonel, you have never seen anything like this before". The Colonel, 
however, has seen many things of an old and interesting nature in 
other parts of the World. Not so long ago he served with General 
MacArthur in the Philippines. 

Saturday, November 25, 1944 Pleasant 

Miss Virginia Adams of Medway, Mass. was married this 
evening to Mr. Lou Brown of Washington, D. C. in the Martha-Mary Chapel. 
Before M'ss Adams was engaged she had decided that if she ever married, 
the ceremony would take place in our Chapel, even if she had to write 
Mr. Ford himself for permission. Tonight her dream came true. 

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Saturday, November 25 - continued 

In the soft glow of many candles the Chapel looked very 
lovely. Clusters of snapdragons in pale autumn shades were tied 
at each window and decorated the altar. Miss Adams had thought 
out every detail. When asked if she wanted the bell rung, her 
happiness was complete. In a beautiful ivory satin gown with 
long train, the bride with her attendants started to walk down 
the aisle just as the last tones of the bell were dying away. After 
the ceremony the bridal couple received their guests in the large 
Ball-room at the Inn where a cheery fire burned in the fireplace. 
Chairs and rugs added to the home-like atmosphere and soft music was 
played on the piano. Over one-hundred guests were served a delicious 
dinner and afterwards dancing was enjoyed. To the tune of the Blue 
Danube the guests waltzed while the bride and groom slipped away 


Sunday, November 26, 194A Pleasant 

The name Onthank is not common nor was Mr. On thank 
who registered here for dinner today, an ordinary person. He 
is the grand nephev*- of Nahum Onthank, portrait painter. Mr. 
Onthank, guest, told us that his uncle had once upon a time 
painted a portrait of Mr. .Lemon's mother. It hung in the Inn 
and attracted quite a lot of attention. In that day and age, 
Nahum Onthank was wont to receive as much as $10,000 for one 
picture. From now on we shall look for portraits signed 
N. Onthank. 

Mr. and Mrs. L. H. Jones of Marlboro celebrated their 
60th wedding anniversary here today. 

Monday, November 27, 1944 Pleasant 

Two notable members of the clergy were recent guests. 
They were Bishop Bruce R. Baxter, Methodist Bishop of Oregon, 
Washington, Idaho and Alaska and Reverend D. E. Trueblood, former 
Chaplain of Stamford University, California; now spending his 
Sabbatical year at Harvard College. Reverend and Mrs. Trueblood 
were accompanied by a teen-aged son who was being shown things of 
a historical nature. "We took our older son to Europe," explained 
the proud parents, "but this boy is seeing America first". 

Tuesday, November 28, 1944 Pleasant 

F or years an old print of Lord Timothy Dexter 's house 
in Newburyport has hung in the Bar-room. The picture is complete 
with fence showing the famous statues placed there by Dexter, an 
13th century eccentric of Newburyport, Mass. Guests ask whether 
the statues are in existence or what has become of them. The 
answer has been found in a newspaper account of Lord Timothy 
presented by Mrs. R. C. Purdy, wife of the new manager of Wayside 
Inn. The writer says that one wooden arm from Dexter' s figure of 
Lord Nelson, has been located. It now reposes in the collection 
of antiques owned by Mrs. Arthur M. Greenwood. Of special interest 
is the fact that Mrs. Greenwood is a Wayside Inn neighbor. What 
remains of the statues is, after all, right around the corner from 
the Inn. 


Wednesday, November 29, 1944 Stormy 

Guests in uniform who have returned from service 
overseas compare the American way of life with that in 
foreign countries. Lieutenant Bennett .Lord, overnight guest 
from Englewood, New Jers ey almost bubbled over with 
sentiment for things in the American tradition. Speaking of 
the Inn he exclaimed. "This kind of a house looks awful 
good to me after seeing so many stone and stucco houses in 
Italy!" A Navy Commander compared New England's November 
weather to that of the South Pacific. "A week ago I was in 
a climate where only one piece of clothing was required. 
Today I am here where there is snow on the ground 1" Both 
expressed pleasure at being back on their native soil. 

Thursday, November 30, 1944 Rain 

A young man and his girlish wife came on an 
interesting quest today. They were looking for a long lost 
brother, George Hill. George was in the Wayside Inn Boy's 
Schoolaround 1930. Never in his life, has the brother seen 
George. Now he wants to find him. As a help in the search, 
an old picture album was brought forth. There, among pictures 
of our school boys, was a picture of George. The resemblence 
was there j the brothers look alike. Other suggestions were 
made as to where George could be found and the brother went 
away in a happy mood. "I've made some progress" he said. 

Friday, December 1, 1944 Windy 

Christmas stockings are under way. This means that 
yards of red and green tarleton have been cut into the shape 
of proverbial Christmas stockings. Red and green yarn is 
used to button-hole them together and the/result is a gay 
souvenier for the children who will attend the annual Wayside 
Inn Christmas party. Miss Fisher is over-seeing the work of 
making the stockingi and Miss Staples will make sure that they 
are filled with candy and popcorn. Miss Jouannet's duty is to 
see that all the children who want stockings are invited to be 
here when Santa Claus comes to distribute them. 

Saturday, December 2, 1944 Pleasant 

A pleasant group of about fifteen friends and 
neighbors from Wellesley, Mass. enjoyed a get -together here 
this evening under the direction of a Mrs. Guernsey. Dinner 
was served in the large dining room with the couples seated at 
one long table. 


Sunday, December 3, 1944 Pleasant 

Window panes of historic significance are few and 
far between. Carefully preserved are those in the Parlor of 
the Inn which were scratched upon with a diamond in 1774 by 
William Molineaux. Longfellow calls attention to the fact that 
the jovial rhymes "still remain, writ near a century ago by the 
great Major Molineaux". Less fortunate were some panes of 
glass described today by dinner guests, Mr. and Mrs. De thief s. 
In their ancestral home, some scratchings were made on a pane of 
glass in the year 1354- Hallowe'en pranksters nearly a century 
later aimed at the window, destroyed the one historic pane. 

Monday, December 4> 1944 Cloucy 

Arriving at the Inn early this morning were twenty - 
two^roungsters from S outhboro, Mass ., all eager to see things 
Colonial. Excitement prevailed. Warm leggings and mittens were 
completely forgotten as boys and girls scrambled towards the fire- 
place. Little hands pointed at the Revolutionary gun and a warm- 
ing pan and bellows were quickly spotted. Then came questions, 
one after another until finally the teacher had to give a "hush, 
hush" signal. Caps and coats were removed and the hostess was 
at last given a chance to talkl She talked for over an hour. The 
children listened, they asked questions, they forgot themselves I 
When the Ball-room, the last room, was reached a little ten-year- 
old sat down at the old Chickering piano and played a Christmas 
Carol. It was "Silent Night". Afterwards, the teacher wrote in 
our guest book: "Twenty- two children had a delightful time". 

Tuesday, December 5, 1944 Pleasant 

It has been over a year since the Inn has had a visit 
from its landlord, Mr. Ford. Tonight he came. There was no special 
celebration. His arrival differed little from that of a regular 
guest. But he is not a regular guest. The old beams knew it. They 
took on a hue of deeper brown. The fire on the hearth burned 
brighter and the old clock with one hand, ticked louder. A friendly 
v/armth glowed in the hearts of ail who are here to keep en" preserve 
Mr. Ford's historic tavern. 


Wednesday, December 6, 1944 Pleasant 

Guests often say that they first made the acquaintance 
of Longfellow when children. They remember certain lines of 
"The Children's Hour or "The Village Blacksmith". So a recent 
guest, a sailor, read the Tales of a Wayside Inn v.'hen he was a boy 
at sea. For this sailor was not a War-time sailor, but one who 
had sailed the seas since a very young lad. His mother put a copy 
of Longfellow's poems into the child's hands. He read them on 
board ship and has never forgotten certain lines, parts of the Way- 
side Inn in particular. Imagine this boy's pleasure when he could 
at last actually see the Wayside Inn. "I've always wanted to come 
here" he said. When asked where he came from he answered. "From 
all over the World!" 

Thursday, December 7, 1944 Fleasant 

Mr. Ford pleased Marlboro residents today when he visited 
a barber shop in that city. The local newspaper recorded the 
fact that he stopped at Mausmann's Barber Shop and that Dan Buckley 
"wielded" the razor. 

Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Gaston Plantiff arrived this evening 
from New York. 

Friday, December 8, 1944 Pleasant 

Hadley K. Turner has sent a new and interesting book for 
the Wayside Inn Library. It is "A History of New Marlborough". 
New Marlborough lies in the western part of Massachusetts and was 
founded by a company of people from our neighboring city of Marlboro- 
ugh. Mr. Turner says that "Prior to 1749 all Proprietors 1 meetings 
were held in Marlborough, Middlesex county , one hundred and twenty- 
five miles distant, on account of Indian ^roubles attending the first 
French and Indian war".. . On June 15, 1759, Number Two Township 
became legally New Marlborough. 

Saturday, December 9, 1944 Pleasant 

Conspicuous by their absence this evening were our usual 
Saturday guests, Mr. and Mrs. Charles W. Bowker of Worcester. They 
are spending a week at the Hanover Inn, Hanover, New Hampshire. 

Mr. and Mrs. Ford, Mr. Campsall and Mrs. Plantiff left 
today. . Mrs. Plantiff returned to her home in Princeton, New Jersey 
while the others boarded a train for Detroit. 


Sunday, December 10, ^UU Pleasant 

Not often is the Inn favored with the celebration of two 
Golden Wedding Anniversaries on the same day. And in the same family . 
but such was the case today, when Mr. and Mrs. Hiram r-erKins and Mr. 
and mrs. James Robinson of Maynard were honored here by a group of 
friends, Mr. Perkins and Mrs. Robinson are brother and sister. The 
gathering lumbered about twenty, each one wearing a golden colored 
flower. Guests were present from Philadelphia, Pittsburg, Washington, 
Wellsburg, 7'est Virginia, Norwood, Mass. and Limerick, Maine. 

Monday, December 11,.l944. Fair 

Although Greyline busses no longer bring hundreds of 
sight- seers to our door, we at the Wayside Inn will never forget 
George Pearson, crack Grey Line bus conductor. George knows his history 
and he knows how to impart the facts to his passengers. He also writes 
poetry. Today he wrote a verse for the Inn and sent it along, showing 
that he, too, remembers the time when long grey busses deposited their load 
at this historic site. The verse goes this 1 

"The briefest word from the Wayside Inn 
Especially now 'midst the war's mad din 
brings nostalgic memories of another day - - - 
Memories dear and far away - - - - 
And I yearn for the peace of the Inn again." 

Tuesday, December 12,1944 Stormy 

This was an evening for men-folk. First came nine men 
from the Dennisom Manufacturing Company; sales representatives from 
all parts of the United States. Next to order dinner, were five men 
from the Ford Motor Company. Third, and last, group of dinner guests 
were three men of the U- S. Army, a major and two other officers. 

Wednesday, December 13, 194-4 Cold 

Thirty nine veterans from Cushinj in 

Framingham were given a Christ' rty b; of the Worcester 
Pressed Steel Co t. Amid ouch hi j , 

for their dim 

corresponding with their own. , 

their services for the party, furnished dii 
accompaniment for the very ti 

Santa Claus .it, too, for in 

full pack of gifts and fi 
to the bo; 

Thursday, December 14, 194-4 ant 

Christmas greeting cards are arriving daily. Thej 
addressed to "Wayside Inn Hostesses" or "Wayside Inn Pantry'' and son 
times to "Wayside Inn Kitchen". Nicest surprise, so far, is a card from 
William Bridges, graduate of the iioys School in one of its 

sses. . was first a private in the Infantry, I non-commission- 
ed officer, then a Second Lieutenant, and nor, signs himself .Captain 
William A. Bridges. Congratulations, Billy 1 

Friday, December 15, 1944 Cold 

Recent Guests 

Priscilla Fortesque, director of the "Good Morning, 
Dgram on radio station , Boston. 

Thirteen young ladies from Atlantic Union College, 
Mass. Most of these students were Home Economics majors and wert 
ested in the type of furniture here as well as the food served. All 
stayed for tea. 

Saturday, December 16, 1944 Pleasant 

jolly party of about seventy rnen and women en' j the 
hospitality of the Inn this evening and spent several hours in dining , 
sight-seeing and dancing. A turkey dinner was served in the large dini: 
room. _ater on, a s ;rou]. Journeyed through the house witl 

hostess, while others gathered in the Ballroom to trip the light fantastic 
Mr. Haynes directed the old-fashioned quadrilles, barn dances, etc. to 
the tune of a three piece orchestra, i-aughter and fun echoed through 
the house until at last a Goodnight Waltz was j lost of the guests 
had a long ride home. They came from boston and vicinity; members of 
Eastern Star ..odge. 


wayside inn diary 

Sunday, December 17, 1944 Pleasant 

Gloria Hutchinson arrived here last evening. She arose at 
four o'clock yesterday morning, completed her assigned duties before noon- 
time, then boarded a train for Boston and the Wayside Inn. This rosy- 
cheeked Wave is in training at Hunter College, New York and at the suggestion 
of her mother and sister Betty is spending the weekend here before being 
transferred, probably to a different part of the country. Gloria gave an 
interesting word picture of her work which is preparing her to be a Ship's 
Cook and Baker. Her previous schooling at Greenfield Village, however, 
gave her an understanding and appreciation of things old and historical - 
an interest which Gloria has definitely retained. After a long night's 
rest, our young guest was greatly refreshed and spent the morning looking 
around the grounds and the Inn. Early this afternoon she returned to New 

Monday, December IS, 1944 Cold 

Office girls and people who work together in shops or offices 
are inclined to plan parties at Christmas time and exchange gifts. Thus, 
every year several such parties are held at the Inn. Tonight, a group 
motored down from Worcester; forty six men and women ^ho work at the 
Worcester County Institute for Savings. For them, a turkey dinner had been 
planned in the large dining room, while upstairs in the Bellroom, a tall 
Christmas tree stood ready and waiting. This served to make the occasion 
a festive one, as old-fashioned dancing and games were enjoyed around the 
lighted tree. 

Tuesday, December 19, 1944 Stormy 

Christmas at the Inn without the Misses Dieffenbach 
would not be Christmas. Miss Joan arrived last week and Miss Anne will 
come in a few days. This is their eighth Christmas here. They like it; 
the Inn is a kind of second home and they need such a change at this 
particular time. To the Dieffenbachs, Christmas brings sad memories. 
Certain home associations of the season are not pleasant. But here is 
found a bit of comfort and cheer in the open fireplace, warmth and 
friendliness among the Inn family and guests. 

Wednesday, December 20, 1944 Cold 

Recipe for a Wayside Inn Christinas 

Take a load of greens. 

Sort them out and wire them together into wreaths. 

Tie a red bow on each wreath. 

Hang a wreath on every window of the Inn. 
Add some cheer. 

Cut a few small pine trees. 

Place one in the bay window of the Old Dining Room, one 
in the Parlor and one at the end of the hall. 

Spice with colored ornaments. 
Sew red and green stockings together with yarn, 

Fill with nuts and candy. 
Sprinkle with happy thoughts. 

Choose a few gifts and cover with bright paper. 

Measure out a lot of cheery greeting cards. 
Fill a cup and let it overflow with warm good wishes for each and 

all at Wayside Inn. 

Thursday, December 21, 1944- Stormy 

Santa Claus was in an especially jolly mood as he cradled 
down the chimney at Wayside Inn this evening. He arrived early. Parents 
of Wayside Inn school children, the children themselves, brothers and 
sisters, neighbors and friends were all seated in the large Ballroom 
at seven-thirty o'clock. Soon afterwards, the jingle of sleighbells 
was heard and Santa was there in a jiffy. He called the name of every 
child in the room and presented him or her with a stocking filled with 
goodies and a bright round orange. The goodiest goody found in each 
stocking was a candy cane. A gift, too, was received by each and every 
one, besides a word of cheer and a hearty handshake from Santa. Then 
followed ice cream and cake and last, but not least, the singing of 
Christmas carols. Then, it was time for Santa to wave goodbye. _ittle 
boys and girls peeked up the chimney to see where he had gone. 

Friday, December 22, 1944 Cold 

This is the time for dolls and toys and toys and dolls- 
and little boys and girls wanting them. One little guest, on a recent 
visit, brought her doll along too. It was a large doll and looked so 
real we expected it to talk or walk. "It used to go to sleep", said 
our little friend, as she laid it down, but Frances 1 big blue eyes 
stayed wide open and it is doubtful whether Santa will bring any little 
girl a nicer, better, lovelier doll than Frances. 


Saturday, December 23, 1944- Cold 

More Christmas I More of the real Christmas spirit came to the 
Inn tonight when Mr. and Mrs. sowker arrived from Worcester. Their arms 
were filled with beautifully wrapped packages, one for everyone I They 
didn't forget a cook in the kitchen or a watchman. They had a gift for 
every waitress and every hostess. And every box was suggestive of the 
midnight blue of Christmas night. At least all were tied with blue paper 
and ribbon. These dear people filled the Inn with the real Christmas 
spirit: the spirit of loving kindness. They bring it not only at Christ- 
mas but all through the year. 


Sunday, December 24, 1944 Stormy 

The Wayside Inn has a special little friend among the 
movie folk. Not that we have developed a "crush" from attending the 
movies, but we have met this "movie Queen" in person. She has been 
to the Inn twice and came today for a third visit. She is Jane 
Withers. When Jane made her first appearance here she was on_ 
twelve years old. Now she is nineteen and has taken on the glamor 
of a real movie actress. Nevertheless, she still retains a lot of 
her klddisb charm. This was evident at the Mary i.amb School where 
Jane rtaueed for photographers and exclaimed over the little desks. 
Mary Lambers had left childish examples of art work which pleased 
the once "child" actress. Mother Withers, who was in the dinner 
party of six, spoke appreciatively of the Inn as a place of rest 
and relaxation. "This is the first time Jane has had a day off for 
weeks," she said. "Rehearsals and the show keep her working pretty 

Monday, December 25,1944- Stormy 

Christmas Day 

Winter twilight crept across the snow this afternoon 
and peered into the Parlor window of the Wayside Inn. There, a 
quiet Little hearth fire tossed its light around the room. Twi 
light paused, then ran away, leaving a black ciirtain in each 
window* The hearth fire, which until now had been quite drowsy, 
suddenly roused itself and burned a brighter light. Its bed of 
coals glowed with a warmer warmth. The whole room changed from 
an atmosphere of gloom to one of friendly radiance. This was 
Christmas Night. Grandfather' s clock ticked steadily on. The 
mahogany spinet gleamed and shone, its ivory keys eager to strike 
the notes of a Christmas carol. In the corner, Longfellow's desk 
stood serene and dignified. The poet, from his frame on the wall, 
cast his eyes to the floor, for there, io and behold, sat a tiny 
child. She became an angel in the firelight. She was wrapped in 
thick woolen clothes, light blue in color, and her tiny fingers 
held a little bell. This she threw into the air, its tinkle of 
joy and gladness filling the room, even the whole house. No need 
for a Christmas card on Christmas Night. This was ours. 


Tuesday, December 26, 1944 Cold 

Mr. Kaynes, dancing teacher, and Mrs. William Tufts 
walked to the Inn yesterday from Sudbury Center. Five miles! 

Mr. and Mrs. William Crockett, long - time friends 
of the Inn, were Christmas dinner guests. 

Mr. and Mrs. Charles Margeson presented the hostesses 
with their "Season's Greetings" - a framed, colored picture 
of the Inn in earlier days, called "The Open Door of Welcome" 

Wednesday, December 27, 1944 Cold 

"We'd get into an awful mess if we didn't mind our 
parents." Thus spoke teen - aged Teddy Condit, as he worked 
laboriously on a jig saw puzzle. The Condit family, including Teddy 
and Roger, are here for two days. The reason they are having a 
vacation at the Inn, according to Roger, aged seven years, is 
because "Daddy is just exhausted I" "Daddy" is a Congregational 
minister and has a very large parish in Needham, Mass. 

Thursday, December 28, 1944 Very Cold 

iJ.ttle boy- 

"I'll have Roast Turkey. What 
does it taste like, anyway, 

Mother . 

"You should knowlYou had it 
five times last week." 

Hostess, to Little Boy. 

"Did you come to see the house?" 

kittle Boy. 

"Wo, I just came to see your fire I" 

(Explanation. This eight-year old guest's feet 
were wet from an unexpected dip in the pond.) 


Friday, December 29, 1944 Cold 

England has its Molineaux family - and it is a notable 
one, according to a recent guest. In England, however, the "x" on 
the end of the name is pronounced - and it is pronounced very 
distinctly. Our guest was a lovely English lady, who said that she 
is a member of an Archeoiogical Society there. The society is 
interested, of course, in old English houses. Trips are made to 
especially old landmarks, and often the great English country estates 
are visited, Hence, a meeting was held at the Molineaux home. 

Saturday, December 3U, 1944 Stormy 

Received from the Postman— 

A picture of Jane Withers taken at the Mary j_,amb School 

Christmas cards from Wayside Inn Boys School Graduates, 
signed by: 

1.1 iam F. Magner 
Robert K. Butler 
Philip Noyes 
John L. Cash 

Wilfred J. Allen 

Greetings from many guests, including; 
Mr. and Mrs. Bowker 
Mr* - and Mrs. Crockett 
Rev. Max Kapp 

Lt. (jg) William J. Earley